William was oblivious to her discomfort in the situation, he might have been good with talking to people but he wasn't all that great with noticing other people's feelings unless they explicitly told him how they were feeling.<br/><br/>William's mother smiled when Chrysabelle curtseyed, "None of that.  We're no higher in status than you are."  She said, "You may call me Laerune as well, after all you are going to be my daughter - in - law."<br/><br/>"William needs someone like you, you're more level headed than he is, and you don't go out and get yourself in trouble half as much."  Pyxaanthal told her, glancing at William who was chatting with Chrysabelle's parents happily.  "That being said he will make a good husband I'm sure of it.  Just give him some time to come around."<br/><br/>William didn't try to deny what his parents said, he knew that he caused trouble often, although he never went out with the intention of it, it just seemed to find him.  He turned his attention back to Chrysabelle, "Would you like to walk with me?  I would like to get to know you a little tonight, and I think our parents would like to chat as well."  He offered his arm formally, hoping he wouldn't be turned down.  He was going to try his hardest to make things easier for them both.