Jonathan's eyes immediately brighten at the man's approval, ignorant to his discomfort. He must admit, he had not expected a young German man to answer the door. On the other hand, he supposed this mysterious host hadn't expected a British man coming to his doorstep seeking shelter. Still, perhaps after he gets dry he could learn more about this man.
"Oh, thank you dearly sir. I promise I won't be a burden to you," He steps in, clutching his suitcase as he takes in the place, any questions about the man completely overtaken by the beauty and history.
"My Lord, what a magnificent castle you have here!" he looks almost like a kid in a candy store looking around. "Might I ask who the owner of the castle is?"
He seemed to have completely forgotten about the fact that he's soaking wet, even as he pulls out an (also damp) handkerchief to turn away and sneeze into with a brief "pardon".
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"Oh, thank you dearly sir. I promise I won't be a burden to you," He steps in, clutching his suitcase as he takes in the place, any questions about the man completely overtaken by the beauty and history.
"My Lord, what a magnificent castle you have here!" he looks almost like a kid in a candy store looking around. "Might I ask who the owner of the castle is?"
He seemed to have completely forgotten about the fact that he's soaking wet, even as he pulls out an (also damp) handkerchief to turn away and sneeze into with a brief "pardon".