He takes her hand

Emid reaches out and lightly takes her hand and Miss Monto returns the embrace.

Monto: Emid, why don’t we go to my place?

Emid: Are you sure? Of course you look young, but you live near here. Won’t people talk?

Monto: That’s why I will leave, you will have another ale, and then you will leave and come join me.

Emid: ok, I guess so.

Monto gets up and leaves.

Emid: Mok, can I get a refill.

Mok: Yes, but you are paying for this one.

Emid: that is fine.

Mok bring Emid a refill. Emid feels this is strange. Monto implied this was not a date but now it feels like she has single-handedly and aggressively pushed for a clandestine meeting. Emid may not be very experienced but he has been catching on. On the other hand, he thinks an older, beautiful woman wouldn’t have any reason to engage in such behavior with him.