[ Robb accepts the goblet with a grateful nod. He's also trying to keep his gaze semi-respectful, despite the fact that this is his wife. He's not a lech and despite being married, this still feels a bit more like a friendly chat. Despite his newly-wed wife (and him) being down to not much more than their bare skin. For all that, he keeps his eyes on her face. At least for now.
He takes a long, slow sip, considering. He's... well. He's going to have to admit this at some point, so he may as well get it out now. ]
I... I've never had one either. Or, well, bedded anyone.
[ His gaze drops away and he shifts his weight, feeling incredibly awkward. Like a small child. ]
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Date: 2016-10-14 01:21 am (UTC)He takes a long, slow sip, considering. He's... well. He's going to have to admit this at some point, so he may as well get it out now. ]
I... I've never had one either. Or, well, bedded anyone.
[ His gaze drops away and he shifts his weight, feeling incredibly awkward. Like a small child. ]