Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140814205432/@comment-24296957-20141216211215

Amet felt for his wallet, taking silent inventory of what he had available. Enough.

Gingerly, he moved his right leg next to hers - so that they were barely touching. A subliminal gesture that he'd like to get close to her. The boy handed her a menu.

"I figured you like spicy. Honestly, I wanted to try this place out," Amet let out a weak smile, "though I'm not the biggest fan of heat."

The Kiyng let out a small laugh. "Which is ironic, really. I'm a pyro and don't like spicy food."

Amet paused for a few moments for Deryn to respond while gazing at the menu.