<div align=center>Hadrian almost straight up giggled, though he forced it back and merely smiled instead. Compliments from Ania meant far more than compliments from anyone else, "really? You're so sweet I can practically see the sugar falling off you." He smiled softly, feeling rather glad for her company, "your hair is the right colour." He purred, bringing a hand up to ruffle it. Hadrian had had a lot of girlfriends in the past, but not one of them had been anything like Ania. Ditsy girls who wanted nothing more than a pretty boyfriend with lots of money, Ania was different though. She was smart, and interesting and above all perfect, and Hadrian craved perfection.
"Are you sure?" He asked, "I can argue with you all day about this, if you like." He didn't really mind at all that he wouldn't be able to stop her, in fact, he was just a little glad that he wouldn't be able to stop her. "Of course I have time to sit with you," he told her, he'd rather spend time with Ania than do anything else anyway, although not that he had anything planned. "I'd like to do that." There was probably somewhere around they could sit that wasn't quite so open.</div>
"Are you sure?" He asked, "I can argue with you all day about this, if you like." He didn't really mind at all that he wouldn't be able to stop her, in fact, he was just a little glad that he wouldn't be able to stop her. "Of course I have time to sit with you," he told her, he'd rather spend time with Ania than do anything else anyway, although not that he had anything planned. "I'd like to do that." There was probably somewhere around they could sit that wasn't quite so open.</div>