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"Hello, Hermione Granger here. I must be busy, so please leave a message. Thank you very much!"

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[ Tilting her head up, Hermione grins, clutching the book against her chest without pause. She's obviously excited, but she's not quite impolite enough to open it up when Anders is still here - she wants to spend more time with her friend, and she beams. ]

It was on a planet one or two before this one. It was a celebration of some kind and we were all invited. I wore a suit.

[His mind ran with the ideas of what sort of finery he would put Adalwolfe in for such an occasion. Something a sight better than the Orlesian fashion that often influenced Kirkwall's nobility. He hoped his little mental foray didn't show on his face, at least, and covered with a teasing smirk.]

I bet you looked quite dashing.

[ She can't help the way that she preens a little, tilting her head up. ]

I'd like to think so.

[ Not that many people commented on it, but... ]

[He certainly doesn't blame her for that.]

Well, hopefully I'll get a chance to see for myself. I have to wonder if I even remember how to dance.

Perhaps I'll have to brush up on my skills, just in case.

It's mostly muscle memory, honestly, and you'll pick it up quite fast. I'll dance with you, if you'd like, next time there's a ball.

I don't know if my muscles remember.

[But he smirked and bowed with more show than was necessary and took her hand in his so he could graze his lips to the back of it as though they were ridiculous Orlesians already at said ball.]

It would be my honor, my good lady.

[At least he has the practice to keep the smile off his face to maintain the effect.]

[ It's enough to make Hermione laugh, though, her hand lifting to cover her mouth. ]

Oh, my God! It's been months since someone called me 'lady' - I can't take it seriously anymore.

[His laugh joins her and he drops the act.]

Well, you can't expect me to keep it up if you laugh! How am I supposed to continue to pretend to be so self-important? You've simply ruined it.

[ She bites her lip, doing her best to calm her giggles. ]

I'm terribly sorry, my lord. I won't be so unkind next time.

[Anders gives a disdainful sniff as he'd seen countless Kirkwall nobles give, particularly around himself whenever he made the mistake of accompanying Hawke to one of the social visits he was required to attend.]

See that you aren't, Serah Granger.

[The facade doesn't last and easily crumbles into a cheeky grin.]

I'll let you return to what you were doing. Again, I'm glad you like the gifts. I'll have to see what I can do about your library situation in the future.

I'll not keep you, then, my lord.

[ She giggles her laugh before she steps forward, leaning up to kiss his cheek. ]

Thank you so much for the gift, Anders, and it was so lovely to see you.

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