Will was used to being overlooked, he didn't really mind if truth be told, it was easier for him that way, he didn't have to interact as much and there was less possibility of him accidentally doing something he shouldn't... Or noticing something he should not. Still, it was nice once in a while, to have someone to talk to, even if it was just telling stuck up nobles a little bit about hounds.
An awkwardness spread into his expression as Margaery apologised and raised to her feet. Will shook his hands out in front of him, shaking his head as he did so. "No, not at all, you didn't know. And besides! She's actually the runt, I can't do much with her anyway." A kind smile painted his lips as he watched them scurry and clamber around at her feet. "You'd be doing me a favour."
It was strange indeed, to see such a noble looking lady, dressed fine and beautifully, being quite alright with having her fine dress chewed and nibbled at. It took Will by surprise for a moment, leaving him to ponder more on what kind of person she was?
Noticing that he'd remained too silent for too long, he'd been told time and time again by his father that he should make the effort to talk more often. Not that he ever paid much attention. Still, it was rude not to introduce himself to a lady, especially one who belonged to such a grand house.
"Graham, house that is, eh William or house Graham I should say." Bowing his head nervously, speaking of his house as if there was much left of it to actually speak of! He was embarrassed. It wasn't as if she'd know much about his house, apart from perhaps how they sold some of the best hard wood to build boats and raised the best hunting dogs in all of the North.
It was then, while introducing himself that Jamie decided to finally pay him attention. Calling Will over to explain something about one of the dogs, giving a wide grin, charming and dashing as ever. "Come! Tell me about this one? Good back legs and firm bollocks!" Jamie patted one of the larger hounds on his behind, only to have it snarl and yap at him, this stopped instantly when Will whistled through his front teeth. Obedient and well-trained, the dog sat up straight and silenced its vicious noises. As the small crowed clapped and passed joking comments to Jamie, Will looked back over at Margaery, offering a coy smile before looking back to the ground.
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An awkwardness spread into his expression as Margaery apologised and raised to her feet. Will shook his hands out in front of him, shaking his head as he did so. "No, not at all, you didn't know. And besides! She's actually the runt, I can't do much with her anyway." A kind smile painted his lips as he watched them scurry and clamber around at her feet. "You'd be doing me a favour."
It was strange indeed, to see such a noble looking lady, dressed fine and beautifully, being quite alright with having her fine dress chewed and nibbled at. It took Will by surprise for a moment, leaving him to ponder more on what kind of person she was?
Noticing that he'd remained too silent for too long, he'd been told time and time again by his father that he should make the effort to talk more often. Not that he ever paid much attention. Still, it was rude not to introduce himself to a lady, especially one who belonged to such a grand house.
"Graham, house that is, eh William or house Graham I should say." Bowing his head nervously, speaking of his house as if there was much left of it to actually speak of! He was embarrassed. It wasn't as if she'd know much about his house, apart from perhaps how they sold some of the best hard wood to build boats and raised the best hunting dogs in all of the North.
It was then, while introducing himself that Jamie decided to finally pay him attention. Calling Will over to explain something about one of the dogs, giving a wide grin, charming and dashing as ever. "Come! Tell me about this one? Good back legs and firm bollocks!" Jamie patted one of the larger hounds on his behind, only to have it snarl and yap at him, this stopped instantly when Will whistled through his front teeth. Obedient and well-trained, the dog sat up straight and silenced its vicious noises. As the small crowed clapped and passed joking comments to Jamie, Will looked back over at Margaery, offering a coy smile before looking back to the ground.