He actually looked genuinely disappointed, at least for a split second. Perhaps that surprised her even more than the invite to date thank you dinner. He took it rather gracefully, though, which she appreciated, at least until he went on to step on her toes. Chewing her latest bite, Mae watched the drow with slightly narrowed eyes, long lashes shadowing her blue eyes that had sparks of both amusement and annoyance. He was a daring and strange man and she honestly couldn't piece together what had gotten into him. Obviously, it couldn't be what everyone in the university thought it was. Maybe he just enjoyed irritating her, because his teasingly smug attitude certainly did get under her skin, although the elven girl hid it rather well.

"Do you not know it is not about the speed," she told him, "but the quality?" Her cheeks slightly tinted pink then, as the young woman realized that he could perhaps take her words and twist them in completely different and rather dirty direction. She had heard he was rather infamous for his innuendos and hints, even if he remained somewhat of a... If not a gentleman, then at least not a foul mouthed arse. In any case, it was time to get the conversation back on track and fast. "It is not that I merely have to re-write the documents, I have to make every decision regarding the ball, from music to food and lightning." There was slightest pause before Mae continued.

"Considering how many students of different interests and tastes will be there, taking them all in consideration is proving to be... Slightly challenging task." There was honesty to this statement, the council was supposed to deal with these issues together, but instead she had to take them on by herself. But she would manage and she would stun everyone silent and take the credit she deserved. To seventh sun with the rest of council!

"Talking about yesterday, what did you do to be chased like that?" She took another bite, obviously eating a lot slower than he was, although she would never admit it was because of the company. Saith seemed to have... zoned out, yet focused on her face she felt nearly uncomfortable. At this point, she realized she couldn't recall his last name, but calling him by his first one felt far too intimate. She didn't even call all the council members by their names! But, obviously, they were bunch of douche bags anyways, as her roommate would put it.

As the conversation continued, she found herself doing the most crazy, impulsive thing she had done in a good while. "Well, if you truly wish to help and promise not to talk of these matters with anyone else, I could use another point of view and input about arranging the ball," Mae told him, barely able to resist urge to lean slightly closer as well, as if the two were discussing some kind of secret. Especially as blush rose in her eartips at his last sentence. Maybe there was something to him that made women swoon after all... Instead of leaning closer though, she chose to focus on her food.

"Contest from 3 to 5? That would be the horse polo, yes? I will most likely still be here after," she spoke, sounded more absent minded than she would have liked. Glancing at the clock, she saw that there was still some hour and half left till the contest. Would he stay or would... What was wrong with her?! Getting flustered by this man, it wasn't like no one hadn't paid her attention before... Yet, somehow this managed to feel different. Finally finishing her wrap, she tidied up the desk in quick, efficient moves and then settled back in her seat. "You can take some of these and look through," she gestured to some of the folders and data storages, "if you wish, that is."

If he agreed, the rest of the time would probably pass the two of them discussing various mandatory ball and other university related matters and perhaps she even cracked a joke or two, or laughed about his, tucking a strand of golden hair behind her ear. And very likely, the time seemed to pass a bit too fast for her, even if Mae would never admit it.

In the meantime, however, Sylvana had managed to find the stalls and was befriending the horses with sweetness that didn't seem to be much like her at all!