[Anduin appreciates the laugh that this draws. It's nice to know that, despite all the terrible things looming on the horizon, they can still have moments like these together. He can't help but smile wider at her in return.]
Speaking as someone who was raised with lessons in manners, posture, and courtly behavior, among other fascinating subjects -- no. I don't suppose that they do.
[It is rather nice, isn't it? Like a little bit of light in dark times; this might be because Anduin has been to her like a Lumos made person. She doesn't know what's lead her to confide in him so often so far - maybe their similar ages? maybe the fact that he sometimes reminds her of Harry, overburdained with duties and destinies? maybe a kinship left unexplored? - but it's brough her, so far, relief.]
What other fascinating subject? [She gasps, playing along.] Horseback riding? Piano lessons? Or was it...eating etiquette?
[Anduin raises his eyebrows at her, making something of a face at the suggestion of it, because in truth... She's hitting rather too close for comfort.]
I liked the horseback riding, for the record. But then, there was also --
[He raises a hand to start ticking them off, finger by finger.]
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Anduin, nobody likes a fuddy-duddy. I've been told.
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Speaking as someone who was raised with lessons in manners, posture, and courtly behavior, among other fascinating subjects -- no. I don't suppose that they do.
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What other fascinating subject? [She gasps, playing along.] Horseback riding? Piano lessons? Or was it...eating etiquette?
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I liked the horseback riding, for the record. But then, there was also --
[He raises a hand to start ticking them off, finger by finger.]
Politics. History. The art of war. ...dancing?