James ran a hand through his hair, ready to admit aloud that he was indeed, acting out of character. “My pursuit of Abigail is... unexpected. She is unlike any woman I have ever met. She does not swoon openly in my presence and she has her own manner of thinking, which is rather refreshing.” “Such as?” “I can converse with her comfortably and, although there is the occasional moment when I feel anxious, our conversations have meaning. It is not the same mindless chatter of money and status, and how large my—”
Wish to god we could see these interactions instead of. Hear about them
