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Remaining close by the young lady he was accompanying, but still at a respectable distance, he waited for her to offer the next options. This time around, she had selected 2 different dresses. Though on their own, both dresses were quite lovely, as she shifted to hold one in front of her, then the other, he couldn't help but mentally note some observations. It took him about a minute to place his observations, then he offered them to Aurora.

"My preference of the two colors would be the blue one. It is not quite the same color as your eyes, but the bright colors bring out all of your features quite splendidly. No one feature feels as if it is getting drowned out or overwhelmed by the color of your dress. My concern with the white dress is that it will make your skin appear much darker than it is, as well as it matches your hair. It will make your hair seem less noticeable amidst a larger portion of white, unless you can find a way to break up the white with another color."

With his mother being a model, he had quite a bit of experience with this sort of critical thought being put into the simplest outfits. He blew into the hole on the lid of his tea.

((I totally cheated and looked up your post from the actual Prom RP xd heart ))

Howl's head nodded as she gave him the list of various styles she did not want, taking note of them in his head. No short dresses and no large slits. The fact that these two features were on her list of things she did not want certainly showed she was a modest girl.

"Give me one moment, Miss Namid."

He walked up to the rack and began to sort through them. Heaven forbid that any of his Hillworth classmates show up and see him sorting through the women's clothing. Oh, they would have a field day with teasing him relentlessly over such. Sticking to similar color schemes that seemed suited to Aurora, he eventually located five dresses. He carefully draped each one over his arm, making certain to not let his beverage spill on any of the clothing he was now holding.

Once he had finished, he then offered the arm he had the dresses resting upon to his momentary companion. "Sometimes the wisest thing to do in such a situation is to try on several dresses to see how they look."

Being a gentleman, he remained a decent distance away from the changing rooms so he didn't seem like a pervert, but at the same time, he remained close enough to signal that he was waiting for a lady companion to finish trying on clothing. During that time, he continued to blow into the hole for his cup of tea, and eventually felt safe enough to start drinking the room temperature liquid. Now that he had his tea, he most certainly was occupied enough to not be bothered by the task of waiting.

Eventually, Miss Namid stepped out of the changing area to show off one of the dresses. It most definitely did her quite a bit of justice. The color suited her, the dress itself was not skimpy, and it even seemed to bring out a slight undertone of color to her hair, which he had not predicted it would do. Overall, he could not supply any sort of criticism dealing with this dress.

"I think that I might have a proposal for you, Miss Namid. Would you be willing to hear the proposal out?"

There were ways he could state this proposal which would have made it sound quite a bit tackier than it was. He could have brought forth the fact that Miss Aurora Namid had no date to the prom, despite looking for a dress for herself. However, that would have only brought out some sort of frown if anything.

So instead, he approached the proposal from another direction. His eyes were upon hers as he spoke.

"Miss Namid, you see, I have a bit of trouble, and I am curious if you would be willing to assist me. Where as I rather enjoy formal events such as school dances and would go regardless, I do not have a young lady to escort me, as is proper. I know this is only our second meeting, but would you be willing to accompany me to the prom? I have seen your lovely dress, and to be quite honest, I do already have a cummerbund that would match."

There was a brief pause in which he took a sip of his tea before he clarified one more thing.

"If you would like to consider it a date, that is fine. However, I think I would like to consider it something a bit more platonic than a date, since the word itself has implications these days."

Simply based off her reactions, it was quite evident that this young lady had not been asked on too many dates, no matter how platonic they were intended to be. Some young ladies when asked simply feigned disinterest. Others would reject because they had better offers. However, he was not about to sound ungrateful over the fact that Aurora was not a seasoned date aficionado.

With a small bow of the head, he replied "Thank you, Miss Namid. I assure you that I will not disappoint you as your escort." With that, he backed away, as if to signal that he was not about to stop her from going back to the changing room.

By the time his escort for prom had returned to him, his cup of tea was finally emptied to the halfway point. As she mentioned phones, Howl didn't let on that he didn't have one readily available. He still lived off of a calling card due to Hillworth's strict rules about cell phones (though his roommate seemed to completely ignore such rules with how much texting he did).

"I have left my phone elsewhere at the moment. However, it would actually be easier to reach me by email. Hopefully you do not mind." He extended his arm to Aurora, much like how he had in the tea shop, signaling that he'd at least escort her out of the dress shop.