It Was Perfect!

He can’t help but blush when Tarvek calls him out on flirting, though. He hadn’t really meant to — he’d been trying to tone it down as best he could, in fact — but if Tarvek was flirting back, that meant it was okay, right?

God, this is so confusing. It’s hard. It’s hard and no one understands. It was never like this with the pretty Mechanicsburg girls he’d woo from his booth.]

I can’t help but be observant, your highness. It is my job, you know.

[Oh gosh. Is he allowed to flirt back? Might as well try it.]

Flirting with the pretty seneschal just seemed like the reasonable course of action.]

Tarvek, please.  I can’t abide a creature as handsome as yourself staying so informal with me.

Still, he can't mark down the flirting to simple Spark.]

Tarvek, then.

[Now isn't that a foreign concept, being so... well... intimate with someone of such higher station than he is.

It's a little thrilling. He isn't sure how he feels about that.]