[Fey]

Absentmindedly Tal rubbed the palm of his hand over Kenly's shoulder, his steps measured to allow her to keep up. He'd had more than one person yell at him for his 'dancers stride'. Watching her from the corner of his eye he madly thought of something to say, the arrival of Duryn having momentarily derailed his normally suave brain. "So, if you weren't out waiting for your friend why were you out at this hour?"