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Text Cut: Of course he did ;) Quote:
Originally Posted by Maxilocks  "If it's hypothetical lists that are under consideration, I suppose you have a right to be," Jared said, smile light. That did seem to mean unexpected focus, all things considered.
He transferred his attention to the table, for a brief half-second, as a pause in the conversation occurred and lingered, and the table in question re-set itself; looking back up at her as she spoke again. "Fantastic how Divination doesn't seem to let any time be an inopportune one," he said, a teasing touch slipping back into his tones. Hard to let go of it around Renée, really. Not that he minded. And it seemed there was a level of Divination that could be discussed even now, though Jared doubted the food itself might appreciate it being subjected to it. Not that he had any idea how any type of food-based Divination occurred. If 'occurred' was even the word.
"Does that mean she has decided to subject this dinner to some of her skills?" he asked, grinning at her next remark. He hadn't though she might back down from the challenge of sorts, just as he didn't think she had decided to make the dinner an object of her Divination skills after all, but teasing her hadn't lost its appeal yet. Nor, apparently, had referring to Renée in the third person. Especially since he had, after a fashion, gotten her to do it herself.
"I'd hope it isn't just your imagination," Jared said, a mischievous grin flickering across his features as he spoke, before directing his attention, at long last, to the food that had appeared.
Letting the flavors of the food she'd been served wash over her a little, it took a moment for Renée to respond to Jared's continued teasing comments. Although she'd acknowledged them being said with an amused poilteness, she hadn't wanted to speak with her mouth full or anything. Not when everything around them was so lovely and elegant, and when he'd said she was beautiful so recently. Or said he'd been thinking about it, which she still thought was pretty much the same thing, and oddly amusing. "You were the first to bring it up," she pointed out with a grin, as soon as she finished swallowing the last bite she'd taken. It seemed he'd understood her facetious comment earlier, which wasn't unsurprising. They seemed to inherently understand each other most of the time anyway.
She'd sat back in her seat once again as their conversation continued, letting her food wait a bit while the challenge was continuing. It wouldn't go anywhere, unless he got too ambitous in the teasing and tried to steal it. She was fairly certain the spells set for the meal wouldn't shift before they'd finished a course, at least. "No, it seems to have the ability to be done at any time. Well, as long as there's time to interpret things," she said with a little laugh. She imagined one wouldn't be worrying overly much about Divination in truly dangerous situations, just as she imagined he'd understand that as well. Manticores and all, since she thought she'd never forget that. It seemed she was the phoenix girl and he was the manticore boy, at least in their heads.
Regarding him idly for a moment as he renewed the challenge, she finally smiled mischievously. "Unfortunately no. She hasn't, as she wouldn't want her comapnion to be lost with anything too complex," she replied, dark eyes sparkling at the unsaid revival of his self-professed ignorance. Not to mention she wasn't entirely certain of what form of Divination the meal was conducive to, but she wasn't going to admit that. She'd come up with something eventually. The current teasing was good for now, and she knew he hadn't expected a lesson just yet.
"I don't know. I have a pretty well-developed imagination, or so I've been told," she responded lightly, and still teasingly, catching his mischievous grin. But as he applied himself to his food, she watched for a second and then did the same yet again. This was certainly proving to be a curious night.
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