For a moment, Ling was touched by her words and he let them sink in a bit. Nobody had ever referred to him as gentleman before, much less a good dancer. Sometimes he would receive accolades for his intelligence, but only from professors and it was once in a blue moon. Most of the time, he was mocked by his peers for being too bookish and not concentrating on more trivial things like Quidditch or trying to impress others at the dueling club. He just didn't care all that much about those things, mostly because he stunk at them and they didn't hold his interest.
"Thanks, but uhhh, that doesn't explain why you ran away from me..." |