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It is rather fortunate that Tristran and Yvaine have not been turned into animals - who knows what sort of strange ruckus the two of them might have caused as animals with very little inhibitions.

Besides, Tristran already knows exactly how it feels to be an animal, and he can't say he enjoys it very much. He's rather glad that chapter in his life is gone and done.

There are two glasses of water on their table, and Tristran has an arm draped around the star. The couple have been out of the bar, doing what they do best (which, basically, is nothing productive) and are back tonight for even more nothingness and are very much botherable if you are so inclined to meet their acquaintance.

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He bows his head a little as he humbly thanks her for the kind words, then nods, his fingers tightening over the star's a little.

"Yvaine is right. Surely there is someone you know who might share the same sentiments for you that I do for Yvaine."

It comes out a little more as a question.

Marian raising her hand. The one with the beautiful little flower-leave motif jeweled ring on her third finger.

"I am engaged," she said.

Quiet simply.

In a fashion where it might be almost too easy, especially for those who do know loves touch so fresh and true, to note that she does not glow when she says it.

And that it does seem a fitting answer for either statement.

The star has a habit of knowing things she isn't told - of noticing things she isn't even quite paying attention to. She won't ask just yet, however, or perhaps she won't ask until she's certain.

She can never quite figure the rules of such things.

"My congratulations then," she murmurs instead and though the tone is bright her eyes still know, fingers tightening around his.

"It is certainly lovely."

Tristran is usually quite daft in matters like these, or generally any matters at all that require an extra sense of knowing, but even he can pick up on something.

"It is," Tristran says politely, "and my congratulations as well."

A part of him can't help but think, would Victoria have been like this had the two of them been engaged to each other?

"Thank you," she nodded, saying it with the exact same tone and alacrity that she had said the other few words.

It is marvelously the only subject in which she doesn't look to read people. And in which she has stopped trying to read herself in.

It is.

It is that simple. And that inevitable.

"And the two of you? Are you--?" It was the slightest question turn, and nor even the most graceful, but it was away from that momentary subject and that was better to her ~~confusion~~ sometimes.

"Are we?"

The star colors very abruptly, edges of her glittering brightly and cheeks heating.

"Well, I wouldn't - I wouldn't precisely," swallowing really shouldn't be this difficult. "Precisely say -"

For the umpteenth time that night, Tristran starts to turn red as well, clearing his throat in an uncomfortable sort of manner and laughing nervously in some pathetic attempt to cover his initial embarrassment.

"N-no, not - I mean, it isn't - yet - it's -"

"Ah," Marian said, grinning with suddenly more emotion than her body had contained for the last few minutes. "My apologies. I was simply curious."

The star flutters a hand over her face, rubbing lightly at one of her cheeks.

It doesn't do much good, to be completely honest.

"None needed."

Tristran nods dumbly, a little lost for words at the moment.

He gives Marian a weak smile.

"That's all right."

Marian smiled in spite of herself and her stumbled moment (and the moments before it).

"Well, as much fun as this has been, I think that it is time for me to find my bed and rest for the evening."

"Oh," she nods as if noticing. She still doesn't sleep quite the same. "Of course."

A nod, smiling slightly.

"It was a pleasure meeting you."

No, but she does still sleep. Especially when tired out.

Tristran nods as well, then bows his head. "It has most certainly been a pleasure, Lady Marian. We hope to talk to you again soon."

"Indeed. I hope to meet you both again at a later date. Sweet eve to you then."

With a slightly regal nod, she wandered away and into the stairwell which would lead to her bedroom and a peaceful nights rest.

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