George's sudden company came as a surprise for Samantha, she hadn't been expecting him to appear so quickly. Nevertheless, she smiled and welcomed him to her side. When he began asking her several questions, she physically recoiled herself. Scooting away from him, lifting her eyes to the sky and tuning out his voice altogether. Samantha turned back towards him when George stood up, glancing with confusion at his offered him. She sighed, forcing herself to relax and gently slipped her hand into his own. 

When they walked to the yard, George guiding the way, Samantha felt uncomfortable in the silence. "Ah(I) lik'(like) yer(your) hame(home." She concealed her accent, or at least sincerely tried to. Speaking to anyone outside of her own family has always been difficult for her. Even to George, someone she has communicated with through letters for a few years now. From her angle, his missing ear was very noticeable. 

However, Samantha said nothing about it. She didn't want to come across as insensitive or rude. Especially not during their first introduction. "Mah(My) mither(mother) wid(would) hae)have) loved tae(to) come 'ere(here)." Unconsciously, Samantha fingered the ring without realizing it. A strong wing blew up from behind, forcing Samantha's locks to spill over her shoulders. She giggled, tucking the loose hair behind her ears. Afterwards, she cast a sincere smile to George and slowly started walking around with both hands behind her back. 

* * * 

[i]Nature Boy?[/i] 

The term of endearment sounded even more amazing in person, with her voice speaking it. When Emily spontaneously brought him into an embrace, Charlie's eyes widened and neither hand knew where to go. They paused in midair, unable to touch her. She was perfect, in every single way. The Dragon pendent around her neck caught his attention fairly quickly, although he said nothing, he smiled happily. At least she wasn't lying about sharing his interest in those magnificent creatures. 

"It's really nice to meet you in person, Emily." Charlie spoke this time with more conviction. Gently letting a hand rest down on her shoulder, he squeezed it firmly. Taking a moment to chuckle inwardly before he moved his hand away, surprised to find his hand was larger than her shoulder. Not that he shouldn't have expected any different. "Is your cousin already with George?" He wanted to meet her, but much preferred Emily's company at the moment. 

"She's with George in the yard," Molly interjected, setting their plates onto the table. "Now," her hands clapped, "Come eat."