... He touched my leaves. [Can she go die in a hole with how mortified she is right now? Please say yes, because having to tell your brother you friend has practically groped you and doesn't even realize he has is warranting enough blood rushing to her face that she's starting to feel a little dizzy, and her face is actually a vivid red compared to the usual pink that happens. The amount of heat radiating from her as well must really be something, at least she doesn't sweat very easily or this likely would have been ugly before Mithos had even had a chance to defend himself.
But she's still sending a look in Frey's direction which clearly begs: please don't murder him.]
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But she's still sending a look in Frey's direction which clearly begs: please don't murder him.]