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"Afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting him either." He lets the tea steep, going quiet again for a minute, before turning to her.
"Sorry if I seemed a bit... insistent, about walking you home. Despite some of my wilder periods, the old standards like holding doors, bringing a lady flowers, escorting... that sort of thing, were rather deeply instilled into me." He pauses, and smirks. "And I didn't dare pull any flowers from Corey's garden, so my services as an escort were all I had to offer at the moment."