[ To her credit, Ciri doesn't actually pull away. Maybe her brain's slow to react, but it's not just that; she doesn't really want to pull away. She's just--
Flustered. Feeling suddenly like she'd just been walking down the garden path and somehow stepped right off the edge of a cliff, Ciri reflexively squeezes Hilda's hand still in hers. The multicolored lights providing ambience do a decent job of disguising her blush, though perhaps not entirely. ]
N-no! [ she sputters, shaking her head. ] Just...
Surprising.
[ Finally managing to tear her eyes away from Hilda, Ciri glances over her shoulder to see the original Hilda-hopeful slinking away.
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Flustered. Feeling suddenly like she'd just been walking down the garden path and somehow stepped right off the edge of a cliff, Ciri reflexively squeezes Hilda's hand still in hers. The multicolored lights providing ambience do a decent job of disguising her blush, though perhaps not entirely. ]
N-no! [ she sputters, shaking her head. ] Just...
Surprising.
[ Finally managing to tear her eyes away from Hilda, Ciri glances over her shoulder to see the original Hilda-hopeful slinking away.
She turns back, and takes a quick, deep drink. ]