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[Classic incognito message, with the picture blocked out and everything; he even makes an attempt to disguise his handwriting, which he forgets after the first three words.]

Say you want to ask a girl out. How do you go about doing that?

Girls like flowers, right?

[See, there's actually a lot of consideration that goes into this. For a guy with a faulty brain-to-mouth filter and a do-or-die attitude, the amount of waffling here is...strange, maybe. But everyone's a walking contradiction. He has some ideas, along with maybe ten different speeches that he's mentally mapped out over the past three years and never planned on actually using, but second- and third-guessing himself leads to this pandering for advice...thing. He's pretty sure it's lame, but... It couldn't hurt, right?

Okay, so maybe he's just procrastinating.]

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[Anonymous dweebiness aside, Jean goes about his day as usual. Training at the Battle Dome; going to school; taking care of his horse at the stables, and taking him out for a ride into the woods; and checking the General Store for some...supplies, art supplies. Don't ask, don't tell.]

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[By this point, it would be pretty awkward to reveal who he is, so. Yeah. Not gonna do that. But if this goes his way, she'll find out eventually.]

I'm not clueless, just [...um...] new at this.

All the confidence in the world won't make her like me, you know. But I'll just hope for the best.

I've been fortunate enough to only have had that happen once. I believe she got spooked by a rabbit that time.

[The dragon certainly seems tame enough, standing docilely at Richard's side as he holds the reins in a loose grip. She doesn't even spare Benoit more than a brief glance and a slow blink. Sorry, Benoit, she doesn't find you all that interesting. She's more intrigued by the person her rider is speaking to.]

I'm not the one who's going to determine that.

You're right--if she doesn't like you like that, it won't help at all to have confidence. But if you're confident enough to ask her, then at least you'll get your answer. Right?

[Hey, it makes sense to her.]

I'll hope along with you, okay?

You don't think it'd be better to pass it up, knowing it would only be temporary at best?

[Daria is ~~a coward~~ much more reluctant to set herself up for even possible disappointment or failure... although she has to confess she hasn't stuck to that belief, either, given a few of her stolen moments with one of the guys in Luceti.]

That is your perogative. I can only give knowledge, not tell someone how to use it.

But the thumbs up is very romantic!! When you use the nice guy pose, it will assure her that everything is alright! But hand holding is very romantic as well!! Try to kiss it, too!!!

You have the right idea!!

Perhaps you have yet to learn the powers involving love!!!

Are you seriously suggesting that I draw a portrait of the Commander? No way.

[Do you know how awkward it would be to stare him down for that long. Do you.]

She's not terrifying! [...Well.]

She's just really intense. [Or something.] You know, passionate and loyal [mostly to Eren fucking Yeager] and dedicated. Really strong. She could kick my ass, not even gonna lie.

But she's quiet too. I think she only speaks when it feels important, doesn't really waste her time saying meaningless stuff.

You're also not the one who I'm trying to impress.

[Benoit would be offended if he weren't still nervous. He's settled down as Jean strokes his face, even whickering softly to show appreciation for the gesture, but he hasn't stopped eyeing Isabelle.]

Seriously, a rabbit? That thing-- er, she looks like she could eat a rabbit in one bite, no problem.

Sorry, but I wouldn't want you trying to impress me anyway. I'm already engaged.

It's better to have a little bit of something than none at all.

Yeah. Maybe, anyway. I'm not sure I'm convinced of the idea, but I'm sort of giving it a try myself, too. [Ok that is way too much to be dumping on someone you've barely met, Daria.]

Aren't willing to take a chance, just getting huffy about things you don't know about.

Good. Anytime, young whipper snapper.

[ Well.

He knows a girl like that. ]

Be direct.

I think he'd be flattered. It doesn't have to be a full on painting. Commander probably needs a break, anyway.

[Petra sees no wrong in this idea.]

Or you could ask Captain, but I don't know how patient he would be for that kind of thing.

[Wow Jean, don't you know anything?]

If it's so important to be spontaneous, then why are you figuring it all out beforehand like this?

It's called being a secret admirer. You do a lot of nice stuff for the person without them knowing, leave them anonymous presents and stuff, so they start to wonder who it is that likes them. And you build it up over time, then once the time is right, dramatically reveal that it was you.

[Not like Farlan has been on a lot of dates, but he knows these things.]

What a shame. [Oh well, looks like he won't be drawing the captain any time soon, too bad, so sad...]

Look, I usually just draw stuff from memory. [Because it, you know, doesn't involve other people being anywhere near him while he's doing it.]

Not to mention you're a guy.

[Because shut up, that's why.]

That'll take too long! I've already laid low for more than 3 years, I just want to tell her already.

[A thug from the underground knows more than you!]

I didn't say it was a good idea, but you asked.

Just tell her then, that's what I think. What's the problem? Sounds like you know her already, so go on and be spontaneous. Though maybe it's too late for that now...

[See, that's what he's afraid of - that no matter what he does, she just won't see him the way he sees her, and nothing will change that.]

Yeah, I'll probably need it.

[Oh my god, Jeb, you're so embarrassing sometimes. He holds one hand up in a lazy, placating sort of gesture.]

Hey, don't make a big deal out of it. I'm just saying.

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