❛ thank you, no one will ever see me again! ❜ ( no I dont know why he would say this to Henri but this is SUCH an Apollo line )
❝ — no !! ❞ too loud of a protest ?? realization of the fact perhaps comes a tad too late when a three second survey of the room reveals turned heads and pointed stares now aimed in their direction, sure to earn a bout of nervous laughter from henri as he turns away and swipes palms surreptitiously along the sides of his trousers — just give him a minute to recuperate and try again once stares fall away and surrounding chatter has resumed to play as nothing more than a dulled background noise of which he could at least attempt to base his own volume off of.
❝ no ?? ah, no, i mean . . . ❞ eyebrows furrow as gaze lingers on his own shoes a mere moment longer before he turns back towards apollo to begin anew, accompanied by the offer of a smile ( stretch of lips appears almost painful, but it’s there nonetheless ). it’s going well, yes ?? ❝ it's just, ah . . . ‘ ever ‘ is a rather long time to never be seen again. ❞
accepting.
