[He sounds half-mystified and half very touched that she's said so. He also accepts her glass when she pushes it towards him, hesitating before sampling the wine over the stain of her lipstick.]
Certainly, of course; it's only fair, isn't it?
[He hops up to pin the bit of paper, trying to pluck and wedge the crumpled-up bit of paper from Mercy's hand.]
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[He sounds half-mystified and half very touched that she's said so. He also accepts her glass when she pushes it towards him, hesitating before sampling the wine over the stain of her lipstick.]
Certainly, of course; it's only fair, isn't it?
[He hops up to pin the bit of paper, trying to pluck and wedge the crumpled-up bit of paper from Mercy's hand.]