[It may be a surprise to Giles, but it was the sort of answer Ginia was looking for. She didn't expect him to wax poetic on her beauty and intelligence and graces and everything about that. He could, that she didn't doubt, and in Luceti there were pages of poems to prove it, but to voice it when put on the spot? No, she didn't expect that from him.
Because equal footing was something that mattered a lot to her.]
...I see.
[Ginia falls into silence again, still holding his hand, still lightly stroking his fingers. When she speaks, it's quiet and almost more to herself than to him, though the words are certainly for him.]
no subject
Because equal footing was something that mattered a lot to her.]
...I see.
[Ginia falls into silence again, still holding his hand, still lightly stroking his fingers. When she speaks, it's quiet and almost more to herself than to him, though the words are certainly for him.]
I was engaged once.