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SilverTiger Nobody had bothered to speak with her, but then Amethyst hadn’t found that entirely surprising. It wasn’t as if she was the type to stand out in a crowd, and in some ways she preferred that. She could talk to people, yet she didn’t see the need to interrupt any of the conversations going on in the lounge area around her just to speak. There was still the matter of going up to introduce herself to the new Minister, and the several new faces she saw up at the head table. Until then, she was fine with her glass of wine and just sort of observing the room. Maybe it was a remainder of her former profession that led her to feel the need to be aware of everything, or just being a mother of a three-year-old. The reason didn’t particularly matter.
Until someone had finally approached her, and she’d turned an inquisitive look toward Gregory as he’d spoken. “Not bored,” she corrected, the soft hint of a blended accent still coming through, although the Scottish lilt was even stronger now that she’d been living there a year longer. She imagined her accent would never fade, even though it had been possibly decades since she’d been back to either France or Italy. “I hardly see how going out to Queensferry to meet me just to return to London would have been easier for you,” she pointed out, as he’d made his comment about them both being there. She would have hardly missed coming, given her job position and everything, and the changes that had happened in the Ministry. She’d blinked as he’d kissed her cheek, anyhow, surprised. “Thank you.”
Gregory smiled at her and part of him wished that she would smile back. It seemed like she never smiled. Well obviously she had before but at least then he would have known she liked him back. SIIIIIIIIIGH. None the less he was still going to try. "Hmm if not bored than what then," he said with a grin glancing around the room. Seemed pretty boring to him anyway.
He laughed as she said it wouldn't be easier. "Well I have already done that so...wouldn't be any more difficult either." Hmm where'd she get the drink he could use one. Maybe he should've walked to the food first. "You're welcome," he said quietly and smiled. She really was gorgeous. "How's your daughter doing?" Next time he came over he was bringing a gift for her. Yup. Was going to happen. Well, if there was a next time. Maybe he was getting a bit ahead of himself.