[ lance looks down at her proffered hand, looking lost for all of two and a half seconds before he suddenly recalls those period movies his older sister loved so much. hastily, he reaches up to grasp her hand — gently! gently! — and dips down to plant a swift kiss along her knuckles.

PERFECTION! WONDERFUL! NO SPARE SALIVA LEFT OVER OR ANYTHING!

maybe let go of her hand tho... ]

Hey, no problem. Glad to be of help. It always breaks my heart when beautiful maidens like you are put through such inconveniences.