[She blinks in surprise as the man seems to catapult forward a bit and...
She looks at his face than down at the hand firmly grasping one of her breasts.] Oh. [The way he reacts is almost comical. Somehow, she thinks he's far more upset about it happening than she should be, given it's her chest that had been so shamelessly grabbed.
Eventually she breaks into laughter, seemingly more amused than bothered. What a gentleman. He could have easily felt her up if he wanted to and she'd just chalk it up to this place.
Or more specifically, Wriothesley is far more shameless and he's trying very hard to not let it show.
She continues to laugh softly.] Is this the return of your butterfingers? It does make a good excuse to get your hands on whatever you want though, doesn't it? [She's obviously teasing.]
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She looks at his face than down at the hand firmly grasping one of her breasts.] Oh. [The way he reacts is almost comical. Somehow, she thinks he's far more upset about it happening than she should be, given it's her chest that had been so shamelessly grabbed.
Eventually she breaks into laughter, seemingly more amused than bothered. What a gentleman. He could have easily felt her up if he wanted to and she'd just chalk it up to this place.
Or more specifically, Wriothesley is far more shameless and he's trying very hard to not let it show.
She continues to laugh softly.] Is this the return of your butterfingers? It does make a good excuse to get your hands on whatever you want though, doesn't it? [She's obviously teasing.]