[ Him being closer does save her a bit of voice volume too... but she tiptoes up a bit to get to her true objective. ]
Your bow is crooked...
[ Delicately, she tugs at the little pink bow on his ear to get it to an angle of maximum presentation, then dusts at the fur on his ear to get it nicely fluffed up. Naturally, she then has to do the same to the other ear to make sure they match. For some reason, an unkempt appearance really nags at her.
Satisfied, she settles back on her heels. ]
There. Thank you for letting me stand with you, Mr. Eustace.
[ If there's nothing else, she'll dip a fraction of a bow and head back out to (social) battle... ]
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Your bow is crooked...
[ Delicately, she tugs at the little pink bow on his ear to get it to an angle of maximum presentation, then dusts at the fur on his ear to get it nicely fluffed up. Naturally, she then has to do the same to the other ear to make sure they match. For some reason, an unkempt appearance really nags at her.
Satisfied, she settles back on her heels. ]
There. Thank you for letting me stand with you, Mr. Eustace.
[ If there's nothing else, she'll dip a fraction of a bow and head back out to (social) battle... ]