During the conversation between Jessie and her father he said little. It wasn't his place to speak up, but he did grin at being called her boyfriend. He wouldn't shy away from being called that, it might mean that he got to spend more time with her that is for sure.<br/><br/>And then the time came and she asked if he wanted to leave.<br/><br/>“Oh yes, lets go. You lead the way. We can even go back and change if you want.”<br/><br/>Who wants to get in trouble wearing a good suit, not that it fully matter to him but damn does he look good in this suit. And she...well she looked amazing and he would hate for her to ruin that dress. He'd move to follow her outside.<br/><br/>“Why did I call you my muse?”<br/><br/>He paused outside and took her hand in his. For him it was simple.<br/><br/>“You inspired me to dance like I haven't danced in centuries. You made my heart beat, and stop at the same time. I swear that for a moment I couldn't even see anyone else. That is why you were my muse...because you are.”<br/><br/>That didn't fully make sense to most but it did to him. Luther sometimes let his wordsmith skills fall to the wayside when he is simply trying to express himself. He let go of her hand after that feeling a little embarrassed.<br/><br/>“Lead the way dear, I'll follow you into the gaping maw of hell. I actually have a free pass.”<br/><br/>He whispered the last little bit and gave her a wink before moving behind her. He really hopes she would change, he wanted to change as well.