[His eyebrows raise faintly in surprise when Seteth fishes out a handkerchief, his own, personal one. He immediately feels a little guilty using it to clean up, well, this, but also feels like it'd be rude to turn it down.]
Right. [The tips of his ears are burning so he just knows that that he's likely blushing pretty badly as he gingerly wipes his hand as he moves off of Seteth's lap. It's still difficult to really wrap his head around just how not awkward Seteth had been. Was this place responsible for the change or was Seteth as well versed in all of this back home as he seemed to be here.
He finished cleaning himself up and tucked himself away before folding the handkerchief and holding it back out to him.]
Hey. No need to apologize, right? [He forces a convincing smile that doesn't come anywhere close to reaching his eyes.] Yeah. I'm good.
[Just going to pretend this was all totally normal and fine.]
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Right. [The tips of his ears are burning so he just knows that that he's likely blushing pretty badly as he gingerly wipes his hand as he moves off of Seteth's lap. It's still difficult to really wrap his head around just how not awkward Seteth had been. Was this place responsible for the change or was Seteth as well versed in all of this back home as he seemed to be here.
He finished cleaning himself up and tucked himself away before folding the handkerchief and holding it back out to him.]
Hey. No need to apologize, right? [He forces a convincing smile that doesn't come anywhere close to reaching his eyes.] Yeah. I'm good.
[Just going to pretend this was all totally normal and fine.]