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((Ok if those stupid links had worked before tonight, I'd have gotten the whole 'he gets rejected to his face' thing. Sad clip, though.))

"All right," He dropped his hand to hers, merely grazed his lips over her knuckles instead, using a lifetime of training to keep the disappointment from his eyes, though he could do nothing about the sharp pain in his chest.

((Well, that's cute then.))

Ambrose merely put his hand on top of her head, smiling as he looked down at her. "And now I've made you cry. Perhaps you're more like an orchid then, a delicate beauty." He said lightly, his eyes kind. And he, he thought, he would be the yellow tulip, 'hopelessly in love'.

"You could stomp my heart into quivering bits and I'd be your friend still, lovely Lin." He said, reaching into his pocket and offering her a handkerchief. "And if I regreted anything, it would be making you cry, like now. It tears me to pieces when you cry." He said, wiping away her tears with the handkerchief.

Will do, Ialo responded, but he had forgotten to project his thoughts, and so he went unheard. That was alright though.

Something he was noticing though, beyond Danni's surge of white magic, and Athena's conversions (something that was absolutely amazing, and he would probably react with fascination... later), was that he felt... less.... floaty. The drugs Ophiuchus had given him were likely beginning to wear down, probably at a faster rate than normal because his altered metabolism.

Oh well. Target acquired. Ialo considered using the same tactic as before, but decided that Daisy - er, Lazareth, would expect that. Well, there were more weak spots on a dragon than just that.

The blue dragon opened his mouth and seemed to scream. Normally, he'd be spitting fire. Instead, only a whisper reached Danni and Athena's ears as sonic shockwaves lashed out and blast the enemies. Even if 'Daisy and Jill' weren't bothered by the noise, the pulsation of the air would cause turbulence in the air - turbulence Ialo could correct for, because he knew already where the pressure would be changing.

Ha! He thinks he can outmaneuver me! Ialo thought accusingly, and mildly insulted. He abruptly banked to the left, wheeling out of the way. Ialo almost wished he weren't protecting Danni and Athena - he was eager for a pure aerial battle. He hadn't stretched his wings like this in ages.

Ambrose smiled, reached up to take her hand. "If it's my friendship you're wanting, then it's friendship you'll get. Have I ever showed you the way the little pond over here sparkles like pixie dust when anything disturbs the surface?"

He drew her hand back down to her side, began leading her towards the center of the gardens, where lily pads floated calmly in the crystal clear water.

"Watch this. You must get close now, or you'll miss it. They live down there, you see, among the sparkling rocks, the little water faeries. There's a bit of a magical barrier protecting them, so if the water's surface is upset, it sparkles." To demonstrate, he squatted down, ran his hand carefully along the water, creating little ripples. As he did so, the water seemed to sparkle, little silver and gold flecks glittering as sunlight bounced off of them.

"'Tis magic, lovely Lin, in its simplest form. Pixie dust." He smiled, charmed and calmed by the simple beauty of it all.