Owner	Pose
Isra Kosimar	It had sure felt like Isra was drowning though. She'd been doing a good job of keeping her emotions under control, but Wray might have noticed that she was a bit quiet after the whole surprise would be engagement from her parents. A text had came in this evening to his phone though, asking him if he would mind coming over and talking. It wasn't too late thankfully.
Wray Aleifrson	There was a brief answer of yes, and another to indicate he was coming with some drinks. They could order out if she liked. It wasn't too long after that he was dropped off, the big man knocking on the door of her condo. With him, he has a bottle of mead - though the origin is unclear. "Irsa? It's Wray." He speaks to the door - not shouting. No need to wake neighbors.
Isra Kosimar	Isra had been sitting in the living room cuddled up with Ludo while they awaited the Asgardian. She got up when she heard his voice though. She had opened the door and smiled to him, "You are a welcome sight, please come in." she opens the door to allow him in. "Do we need glasses for that?" she asks him as she closes it behind him.
Wray Aleifrson	He gives her a smile, and a nod. "Yes, please. Smaller glass, likely. This is mead from Asgard." Wray explains. "I thought a stronger drink would be suitable tonight." He offers a scritch to Ludo's head, if the large dog will allow. "Are you sleeping all right? Are you doing all right?" He asks.
Isra Kosimar	Isra gives a look to him when he explains that it is Asgardian mead and she grins, "I will get the very small glasses then." she tells him. Ludo accepts the scritches and gives a big tail wag as Wray pays attention to him. Isra returns with glasses, settling them down on the table in front of the couch, "Not a lot. I sort of feel like I need to decompress from things. I've gotten some very strongly worded emails from a few people at the party." she frowns. "Come and sit." she offers to him.
Wray Aleifrson	Once it's offered, he takes a seat - careful not to strain her furniture too much. "I can only imagine. I was telling Ciprian that I was familiar with the traditions of arranged marriages." A shake of his head. "I am sorry that you got put in that position." The apology is sincere. "Hopefully your parents understand your needs and desires on this subject, yes?"
Isra Kosimar	Isra gives a look to him and there is a soft smile, "You're a good friend to my brother and I appreciate it greatly." she tells him. She then she settles in next to him, "I'm hoping that they will. If they might have done it right as I returned home I might have had different feelings...or talked to me at all." she admits. "I just..." she breathes out, "I am interested in being with someone else and it felt wrong." she admits.
Wray Aleifrson	There's the slight play of a grin at the corners of his mouth. "Your brother mentioned." He nods, pouring her a small glass of the potent mead. "Go slow with that, all right? It's not a shot to be knocked back." A warning to his Midgard friend. Wray pours a bit more for himself, before setting the bottle down and sitting back in the chair. "So how do you explain that to your parents, then? Or did you already?"
Isra Kosimar	"Oh he told you that I wanted to date you?" Isra asks him with an amused look. When he pours her the mead she takes it up and there is a look to him, "Taking it slow, honest." she states. "I explained that I had been getting to know someone and that while I had not asked and he'd not asked I was not going to just accept a marriage proposal to a stranger." she explains as she takes a dainty sip of the mead and gives a little cough, "Ooo. That is very very strong." she tells him.
Wray Aleifrson	Strong, but still delicious, thankfully. A smirk. "He hinted at that, but I didn't press him." Wray looks to her. "Is that true, though? Are you interested in dating me?" He wonders, regarding her. It's clear he's curious, and maybe a bit concerned. "A fair statement. Normally the couples would be introduced, at least just minimally." A shake of his head. "And usually the situation was explained to each before the public announcement, to avoid any shock."
Isra Kosimar	Isra's blushes fiercely at that, "I am." she tells him. "I...well now I feel silly." she chuckles. "Do you date or do you avoid it because of being long lived?" she asks him curiously. "And yes, had my parents wanted to make sure I was one hundred percent on board then I would have expected meetings and all of that." she agrees. "It's all just overwhelming." she frowns.
Wray Aleifrson	At least she addressed the elephant in the room. "Don't feel silly, Isra. I am flattered, and interested in you as well." Wray admits. "But please, do not feel silly." There's a sip of his mead, then the glass is set down. "It is difficult, Isra. With... the differences in the time available to Asgardians and Midgardians. It is not to say that I have not found love with one from Midgard before..." The big man looks to his hands for a moment. "I just... I would not want to hurt someone by the span of time." He looks back to her. "And yes, I think it would have helped to have forewarned you - they would have realized your view on things."