Grail couldn't help the once over he gave her once she was turned towards him. She really did look amazing in that dress, and she was even prettier than he remembered her being at the wedding. His eyes were back on hers soon enough, extending his own hand out to her. "Grail," he clarified, though he couldn't help but snicker at the quick apology that came after.
"Not quite sure there's anything to apologize for, just yet. We haven't even made it down the stairs." He teased, trying to make light of the situation. He then gestured towards the staircase. "Shall we?" He offered, and once she was ready he turned, allowing her to wrap her arm around his so he could escort her.
"You look amazing, by the way."
Grail Yates was not a man who could be classified as a gentleman, but he wasn't a complete pig, either. When he spoke, his words didn't seem forced; it didn't sound like he was only saying it because he had to. He was a man who spoke his mind, which was what got him in trouble most of the time. He had never really been one to go along to get along.
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