William listened attentively while Chrysabelle spoke, wanting to remember it all for the future to make things more comfortable for her.  Every little thing he learnt about her allowed him to get to know her better, and it was something that he wanted.  He made a mental note to find some pastel purple flowers somewhere and hopefully surprise her with them at some point.  The thought put a smile on his lips.<br/><br/>When she told him she had social anxiety he understood why he hadn't seen her at parties or social gatherings.  "Tonight must really suck then.  I don't understand why our parents didn't introduce us to each other in private."<br/><br/>"I'll be sure to be careful about going out in crowds with you then.  I would hate to have you uncomfortable."  He leant back a little bit and rubbed at his face.  His parents sure had chosen someone completely opposite from him in personality.  He knew why, if they married him to someone like him he would never be forced to grow up.  With Chrysabelle he would have to take things differently than he normally would to make sure she was comfortable.  Getting to know her one-on-one instead of in a group being the first difference.  He would never hear the end of it from his parents, his father in particular, if he made Chrysabelle uncomfortable in any way.