So you are a Northerner. Then well met, Eirene. I would never tell a proper Northern girl she was from the south.
( Jon smiles at her and reaches for her hand. It's forward, yes, but he feels like it's all right because of the drink lowering his boundaries and he lifts it to his lips to kiss. He marvels a little at her soft skin. She has a lady's hands, proper with soft skin, and he's always been attracted to women of that status. )
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( Jon smiles at her and reaches for her hand. It's forward, yes, but he feels like it's all right because of the drink lowering his boundaries and he lifts it to his lips to kiss. He marvels a little at her soft skin. She has a lady's hands, proper with soft skin, and he's always been attracted to women of that status. )