[ That makes sense, earning a small nod of understanding but not trusting himself to speak just yet and opting to listen to her first. Fakir somewhat manages to remain pretty calm about it until the end, where she just had to ask THAT and it cracks that air of calm.
In the way where he feels his cheeks growing warmer and he has a brief moment in which he tries twice to say something but fails. Finally despite his growing embarrassment - spurned on by seeing her blush plus having to address this - he does manage something. ]
Y-Yeah. I mean... Of course I do.
[ His blush darkens, much to his mortification as he attempts not to fidget or look more ridiculously embarrassed as he already probably did. ]
That's... I wouldn't lie about those kinds of things.
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In the way where he feels his cheeks growing warmer and he has a brief moment in which he tries twice to say something but fails. Finally despite his growing embarrassment - spurned on by seeing her blush plus having to address this - he does manage something. ]
Y-Yeah. I mean... Of course I do.
[ His blush darkens, much to his mortification as he attempts not to fidget or look more ridiculously embarrassed as he already probably did. ]
That's... I wouldn't lie about those kinds of things.