Percy laughs, and it's a gentle sound. If his eyes are a little too wet and soft, so be it - this evening is one that will last in his mind forever, and when it's over, it'll never come again. He'll feel it now, without (too much) embarrassment.
Once he's fumbled the clasp open, he moves her braid aside and settles the necklace around her neck. His nod to propriety is the fact that he doesn't lean in to kiss the nape of his neck, as he'd dearly like to...but not around his sister. Tonight, perhaps, when they've retired to their room to celebrate properly.
"There," he says, closing the clasp again. One hand lands lightly on her shoulder, affectionate and also keeping himself steady. "Turn around, Lady de Rolo - I want to see how it looks on you."
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Date: 2025-01-13 02:22 am (UTC)Once he's fumbled the clasp open, he moves her braid aside and settles the necklace around her neck. His nod to propriety is the fact that he doesn't lean in to kiss the nape of his neck, as he'd dearly like to...but not around his sister. Tonight, perhaps, when they've retired to their room to celebrate properly.
"There," he says, closing the clasp again. One hand lands lightly on her shoulder, affectionate and also keeping himself steady. "Turn around, Lady de Rolo - I want to see how it looks on you."