[The glow doesn't go unnoticed, but it paints her in a beautiful light. When she takes his arm, he hesitates moving forward because he's caught himself staring at her, a literal bright spot in the dusk. He knows he's being obvious, though, so he doesn't even try to hide that he'd been staring. Slowly, he turns away, in the direction of the nearest path out of the carnival and homeward bound.]
Hmh. I'll believe it when I see it. You know she's still got a streak against me.
[But Nanu's smiling and his tone is light, so it's not a serious complaint. It's what makes him respect her Mismagius, to be honest, aside from just having the honor of being Anabel's pokémon. He loves a good Mean Look contest.]
[As they walk, he slips his other hand back into his pocket as per usual; his other arm, however, he gently guides with hers so they're holding hands instead of Anabel just holding his arm. He brings no attention to it. He figures while they're on such a good streak, he might as well try to... well, work on this whole thing between them. And the warmth, hey, that's a nice bonus.]
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Hmh. I'll believe it when I see it. You know she's still got a streak against me.
[But Nanu's smiling and his tone is light, so it's not a serious complaint. It's what makes him respect her Mismagius, to be honest, aside from just having the honor of being Anabel's pokémon. He loves a good Mean Look contest.]
[As they walk, he slips his other hand back into his pocket as per usual; his other arm, however, he gently guides with hers so they're holding hands instead of Anabel just holding his arm. He brings no attention to it. He figures while they're on such a good streak, he might as well try to... well, work on this whole thing between them. And the warmth, hey, that's a nice bonus.]