"Yes you were twelve back then. And I’m not! I was just doing my job!" she waved her hand, both amused and sheepish about those praising. "I don’t deserve half the stuff you both are saying!" she huffed still with a smile on her face. "Now I kind of work with demons. And still have to scare off the would-be kidnappers." she shot a look at her beau.
"A younger man," Harrison drawled with a raised eyebrow at Elin. "Well I approve. Age is only a number after all. Shall we sit?" He gestured to the table.
Lewis blushed again. “Hm…” He looked away from Elin, embarrassed. “Yeah yeah, you’re the hero; I’m the damsel in distress…” Lewis took his seat quickly.
"Yes you are." she chuckled. Then winked to Harrison. "It’s so easy to make him blush you have no idea." she then went to the table to take her place. "Gents…" she shot Lewis a look, waiting.