[ even after months of harry's tutelage, eggsy rarely worries about manners. add in a girl taking charge, and he was doomed from the second that she told him to kiss her. her assessment of him is bang-on, caught somewhere between considerate and cheeky, with his fingers pressing into her side. god, they're definitely a sight (which he should probably care more about, when half the refugee population could recognise him). this marks the first time in months that eggsy has acted without worrying about the lead-up or the consequences. an impulsive move, undeniably, but he'd consider it a cracking one.
and then she bloody nips at him, prompting a rush of colour to his cheeks — 'course it's enough to draw his attention to how absurd this is, getting with a girl for a dare, like he's a rowdy schoolboy. in that moment, daisy wins this round: he pulls back just enough to laugh, head still bent down to meet her. ]
Easy now. [ low and amused, not at all discouraging. ] Didn't take you for this much of a betting woman.
well i said it first!!
and then she bloody nips at him, prompting a rush of colour to his cheeks — 'course it's enough to draw his attention to how absurd this is, getting with a girl for a dare, like he's a rowdy schoolboy. in that moment, daisy wins this round: he pulls back just enough to laugh, head still bent down to meet her. ]
Easy now. [ low and amused, not at all discouraging. ] Didn't take you for this much of a betting woman.