A small smile played on his lips. Lucky once again, Gabriel let out a breath and leaned forward, lowering his voice.
"I'm sorry that you've been put in this situation Franzy, but I suppose you'll be happy to know that I have no intention on proposing marriage to you." Gabriel winced slightly, "Not that you don't seem like a lovely girl, but the fact remains that neither of us seem to be willing to make such a commitment on..." his head tilted back and forth, "such a short amount of time."
He shrugged, sitting back, "Was that rude of me? I'm sorry, I just have a few personal situations to deal with at the moment, and I'd rather you know that--this date isn't going to end up the way you would hate it to. Or, any future meetings."
Gabriel hated that he sounded so...old, he sounded like an old man talking this way, but he needed to make things straight, to knock out whatever little worries Franzy might have.
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