"I dunno, I think freckles are cute. Lots of guys love freckles on girls, especially me." David found it amusing that she didn't find freckles attractive, which certainly wasn't true. It seemed to compliment Nadia nicely, and he couldn't help but wonder how much of her body was covered in them.<span style="font-style: italic">Cool it casanova,</span>he thought to himself.<br/><br/>She guided him to the tram, telling him to pretend he had a ticket. He got onto the crowded Tram, trying his best to act cool. There wasn't a lot of room, so he found himself grabbing the same pole as Nadia, being fairly close to her. He rather enjoyed it, and smiled at the situation they were in. His side was pressed against hers.<br/><br/>"I'm staying at the St. Maire Hotel," he told her. "Not exactly the nicest place, and the bed may as well be made of wood."<br/><br/>The tram came to a stop, and he couldn't help but place his arm around her to keep them from hitting each other. As it started up again he kept his hand there for a moment. Realizing what he was doing, he let go of her. "Sorry," he said awkwardly. "So how far is this place?" He asked, trying to change the subject.