Ambulon swallowed. This... Oh, God, was he actually considering doing this? He stared at Elita's hand for a moment (was it going to do tricks or not?) before slowly, ever so slowly, slipping his hand into hers. Oh, no, oh no no. He was gonna make a fool out of himself, he just knew it. But Elita was not one to mock or tease him - not in a spiteful, hurtful manner - and plus, wow, she looked... really lovely in her attire and... Okay, Ambulon squeezed her hand; let's do this.