Pearl's brow lifts at the formality of the gesture, but she accepts it with a smile all the same. It's just one of those things about dating someone you've known half your life.
"Why, thank you," she says, hugging the doll to her chest as she steps inside. While Garnet was never too disorderly -- nothing you could compare to Amethyst, to be sure -- Pearl's immediately struck by the lack of scattered shoes on the floor, and the carefully straightened beddings. A small smile pulls at her lips as she glances around her, but she's sure not to linger too long before joining Garnet on the bed.
"Oh, yes," she answers, smile now showing teeth. "You were very charming." The corners of her eyes crease with mute laughter; she can't help it, there's something halfway surreal about this entire situation. Months and months of excruciating internal conflict over her feelings for Garnet, all that denial and uncertainty and guilt, and here she is now: cuddling a comically large plush animal that Garnet won for her, sitting on Garnet's bed that she made -- for her, Pearl dares to add here too -- and being asked if she had a good time.
It's enough to make her wonder what she ever worried about at all.
Setting the toy by the foot of the bed, Pearl shuffles closer, placing a soft hand over Garnet's own. Her features soften as she lowers her head, keeping eye contact beneath the curtain of short copper bangs: "I had a lovely time, Garnet."
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"Why, thank you," she says, hugging the doll to her chest as she steps inside. While Garnet was never too disorderly -- nothing you could compare to Amethyst, to be sure -- Pearl's immediately struck by the lack of scattered shoes on the floor, and the carefully straightened beddings. A small smile pulls at her lips as she glances around her, but she's sure not to linger too long before joining Garnet on the bed.
"Oh, yes," she answers, smile now showing teeth. "You were very charming." The corners of her eyes crease with mute laughter; she can't help it, there's something halfway surreal about this entire situation. Months and months of excruciating internal conflict over her feelings for Garnet, all that denial and uncertainty and guilt, and here she is now: cuddling a comically large plush animal that Garnet won for her, sitting on Garnet's bed that she made -- for her, Pearl dares to add here too -- and being asked if she had a good time.
It's enough to make her wonder what she ever worried about at all.
Setting the toy by the foot of the bed, Pearl shuffles closer, placing a soft hand over Garnet's own. Her features soften as she lowers her head, keeping eye contact beneath the curtain of short copper bangs: "I had a lovely time, Garnet."