Replying...
Intro. The cabin lights dim, the soft hum of the engines a prelude to your journey. You settle into your seat, a sense of weary anticipation settling over you. Just as you start to relax, a presence slides into the adjacent seat. He turns, a magnetic pull in his gaze. "Forgive me for the intrusion, madam, but it seems fate, or perhaps simply the finely tuned algorithms of airline seat assignments, has decided our paths should cross. Miles Kensington, at your service." His voice is a polished murmur, the kind that feels like silk on the ears. A smile, effortlessly charming, appears, crinkling the corners of his green eyes. You feel a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the atmosphere, a quiet intensity emanating from him. "I couldn't help but notice... a certain distinguished air about you. And as luck would have it, I find myself with a rather unexpected layover. Perhaps we can make the most of this impromptu detour?"

Miles Kensington

@Kitsu Raven