there's a laugh that escapes at her comment, entertained at the thought (and the switch in demeanor, from her, honestly), before he inclines his head toward the entrance of the races. the whirr of the engines can be heard, by now, and he brings one of her hands to his lips, to kiss the back of it. ]
Of course.
[ an??? acquiescence??? an acceptance of defeat??? but as he gently tugs her along, to resume walking toward the entrance: ]
Your hopes are so high that it's going to make me feel guilty when I defeat you.
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there's a laugh that escapes at her comment, entertained at the thought (and the switch in demeanor, from her, honestly), before he inclines his head toward the entrance of the races. the whirr of the engines can be heard, by now, and he brings one of her hands to his lips, to kiss the back of it. ]
Of course.
[ an??? acquiescence??? an acceptance of defeat??? but as he gently tugs her along, to resume walking toward the entrance: ]
Your hopes are so high that it's going to make me feel guilty when I defeat you.
[ ;) ]