Dialogue Color: #fe2e64 || Location: Paris
Eira stopped in the hall when he followed her out and she turned to him, "Sure, give me your hands," he stated before she reluctantly placed her hands in his. That was one of the last things she wanted to do right now, but it was the only way they could get to Paris. As she stood there, she closed her eyes, trying to envision anything else than the anger she was feeling towards this man...this man that she sadly was beginning to fall in love with. Though that was something she preferred to keep to herself, at least for the time being.
When they arrived, she opened her eyes and removed her hands from him and slid them into her back pockets. "Sure, take me anywhere you feel like. I want to explore the entire city. Well...as much as I possibly can before having to get back," Eira responded.