[ Her confession is... well. If she expected Diarmuid to be anything but completely and embarrassingly earnest about it, she would be wrong. So wrong...
He puts a hand over his heart, the hand he was using to tip her chin up. ]
If so, it's my honor to be your first.
[ Diarmuid!!! ]
...And, hopefully, your second. If you'd allow it of me later.
no subject
He puts a hand over his heart, the hand he was using to tip her chin up. ]
If so, it's my honor to be your first.
[ Diarmuid!!! ]
...And, hopefully, your second. If you'd allow it of me later.
[ DIARMUID!!! ]