[As she glances towards him, Marius quickly looks away, too shy to quite meet her eye. From what he'd seen, though, her eyes were as lovely as the rest of her, peeking out from the mask. He can't have her notice him, though, he would only embarrass himself attempting to speak with her.
And then she begins to approach. He panics inwardly, but attempts to appear composed. Normally, Marius would flee into the crowd, but there's no time now. His panic overrides his ability to recognize familiar voices, and putting that voice to this face seems extremely odd anyway.]
Y-yes. Very much so. [He attempts a smile, tugging awkwardly at his collar.] And yourself, mademoiselle?
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And then she begins to approach. He panics inwardly, but attempts to appear composed. Normally, Marius would flee into the crowd, but there's no time now. His panic overrides his ability to recognize familiar voices, and putting that voice to this face seems extremely odd anyway.]
Y-yes. Very much so. [He attempts a smile, tugging awkwardly at his collar.] And yourself, mademoiselle?