[ Maybe it's good that they know, but they don't know. Not every little detail. Not all the things that they might want to hide under shadows and baggage. They know they're there. They exist. They've revealed things about one another through small comments and things they don't say. Looks when a topic is breached. He's perfectly capable of comprehending that Sara Lance could be very lethal. Maybe she thinks he's a little too good and maybe he believes in her a little too much, but those aren't necessarily bad things.
Steve lets go of the flower and smiles as she takes it from him finally. Right now he just takes her in like this. Messy hair (though he's not sure where or how), not expecting visitors and enjoying her solitude. He could stand out here in the hallway and stare at her for the better part of the evening if he was presented with that choice. It'd probably be creepy, but still.
But he needs to use words. He needs to say what he came here to say. To ask what he wanted. Steve clears his throat and nods. ] Do you wanna maybe go to the ball with me? As my date?
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Steve lets go of the flower and smiles as she takes it from him finally. Right now he just takes her in like this. Messy hair (though he's not sure where or how), not expecting visitors and enjoying her solitude. He could stand out here in the hallway and stare at her for the better part of the evening if he was presented with that choice. It'd probably be creepy, but still.
But he needs to use words. He needs to say what he came here to say. To ask what he wanted. Steve clears his throat and nods. ] Do you wanna maybe go to the ball with me? As my date?