[At least even in its earliest stages, it was a well-meaning laugh? Not laughing at him so much as the situation— but those may not be different enough at the moment to count. Either way, there's no threat of laughter now as she finds herself concerned about his feelings, not to mention the boundaries she might have accidentally crossed.
If nothing else, she doesn't think Styx is the type to tell her something is okay when it's not.]
I seem to keep surprising you.
[There's a sheepish note in her voice, her own cheeks flushing slightly in turn. This wasn't quite as jarring as before, she's certain— it was far more chaste and there was no roof for him to step off of, but maybe being in public added another level of complexity she hadn't considered. Even if that's the case, she's not even sure anyone would have noticed, busy as they are with their own dance partners.]
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If nothing else, she doesn't think Styx is the type to tell her something is okay when it's not.]
I seem to keep surprising you.
[There's a sheepish note in her voice, her own cheeks flushing slightly in turn. This wasn't quite as jarring as before, she's certain— it was far more chaste and there was no roof for him to step off of, but maybe being in public added another level of complexity she hadn't considered. Even if that's the case, she's not even sure anyone would have noticed, busy as they are with their own dance partners.]
You bring that out in me, apparently.