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Wood'sLittleFlower 
Dexter was looking forward to the walk he had ahead of him especially given the circumstances. Not only would he be allowed to please Callie, but he might also make a new 'friend' in the process. A very pretty one, too.
He rather liked the thought of that. "Indeed," he mused with a slight nod of the head. Dex wasn't entirely sure what he could get Calliope but he supposed that if he convinced the woman to help him she wouldn't steer him wrong.
"Pleasure's all mine, Em'ly." He replied, gripping her hand and giving it a firm shake. His hands were rough from all the outside work that he'd done over the years, would she notice?
Heh. Well would you fancy that, the way he pronounced her name, made it sounds slightly less average, she liked this. For a short moment Emily wasn't sure if Dexter would shake with her, or whether he'd think it absurd to shake her hand so soon. They were still strangers after all.
The thing that surprised her the most, was the force with which he shook... it was firm, and mildly rough. Her fingers traced over the calluses briefly, and it left her wondering what the man did for a living. Emily smiled, returning Dexter's strong grip with a firm squeeze of her own. She was used to being around men and working with them, their strength didn't scare her in the least. Rather, she enjoyed it.
After the shake, in which she had managed to get a sense of Dexter, she slipped her hand back in her pocket and initiated their walk. There were so many questions she'd like to ask him... but she was mindful of the fact that he was neither an informant nor a suspect, so perhaps she ought to have left her questioning skills at work.
Instead, she just enjoyed the view, which was something London had, no matter where you were. Though it didn't stop her from stealing glances at her company.