[Jack walks over to look at the receipt, see where the store is, when Alois has the sort of uncomfortable moment that heralds something is Very Out Of Place.
His brows draw down, but he doesn't ask. Not yet. Just a hand patting her head.]
[Boy or girl, she'll always blush when Jack acts that way. Which is so ridiculous in light of all the ways Alois has acted toward Jack, but, you know, ~pure heart of a princess~ and stuff. She nods, just a little too frantically.]
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His brows draw down, but he doesn't ask. Not yet. Just a hand patting her head.]
Ever ridden on a motorcycle, dear?
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Is that what we're—?
Hold on!
[She has to duck down and grab a pair of shorts, running off to pull them on underneath the shirt, because, you know.]
I've never—! Isn't it terrifying?! Oh, my God.
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You just have to hold fast to me, all right? And don't take your helmet off.
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You're not going to let me fall off.
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[He straightens up, smiling, turning away and motioning for Alois to follow him.]