[ Formal functions are quite possibly something he will never get used to. He doesn't love the idea of just mingling, watching people talk politics, or making small talk himself. This feels different. Not only because he feels somewhat like an imposter swathed in delicate fabric and far too much embroidery. His mechnoarm is on display, much to his chagrin, but it blends in with the black and gold theme of his outfit. Still, it makes him feel exposed. Not enough that he skirts the edges of the festivities, but it puts him a little on edge.
It does, however, give him the opportunity to size up the other Summoned that are in attendance. There are a few faces he recognizes from Thorne, but just as many strangers make up the difference. When he sees Yennefer, it's like a punch in the chest. All the air leaves his lungs.. or maybe it's akin to a stab in the heart. Either way, she's.. about the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. The constant air of mystery about her lends itself to her chosen look for the evening.
It's like he's looking at the endless, starry sky for the first time after leaving Tatooine.
Her hand snakes around his elbow, and while he's heard her speak, he's having a little trouble making words work correctly. He opens his mouth to speak but closes it when nothing comes out. ]
You are so beautiful.. [ Realizing that he's being awkward, Anakin pauses and shakes his head, pulling himself back together. He clears his throat. ]
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It does, however, give him the opportunity to size up the other Summoned that are in attendance. There are a few faces he recognizes from Thorne, but just as many strangers make up the difference. When he sees Yennefer, it's like a punch in the chest. All the air leaves his lungs.. or maybe it's akin to a stab in the heart. Either way, she's.. about the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. The constant air of mystery about her lends itself to her chosen look for the evening.
It's like he's looking at the endless, starry sky for the first time after leaving Tatooine.
Her hand snakes around his elbow, and while he's heard her speak, he's having a little trouble making words work correctly. He opens his mouth to speak but closes it when nothing comes out. ]
You are so beautiful.. [ Realizing that he's being awkward, Anakin pauses and shakes his head, pulling himself back together. He clears his throat. ]
For you? Never.