[Saints...it would seem that their dinners together are destined to be plagued with awkward missteps. Luckily his hand still hovers nearby when she fumbles the teacup, and he helps steady her grip on it.
In a strange way, Konoha's ungraceful reaction helps calm him by contrast. By now, he has managed to quell his blush. He smooths his embarrassment over with a smile that's more practiced than what he previously wore at the table. Really, a woman taking notice of his, ah, assets shouldn't be cause for mortification. He was just...startled, that's all. And she's just...well, a woman who he once joined in a heavy petting session beneath a tree. A woman who is very much married and with a family of her own.
Belatedly, he remembers to retract his hands from her — the one bracing her hand around the cup, the other resting at her back. The pull of manna makes it easy to linger past necessity or propriety.]
So it would seem. [Then as a bit of a joke:] To tell you the truth, it's much less convenient than the wings.
[For lack of anything better to do with his hands, he brushes a speck of imaginary lint from his shirt and straightens it.]
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In a strange way, Konoha's ungraceful reaction helps calm him by contrast. By now, he has managed to quell his blush. He smooths his embarrassment over with a smile that's more practiced than what he previously wore at the table. Really, a woman taking notice of his, ah, assets shouldn't be cause for mortification. He was just...startled, that's all. And she's just...well, a woman who he once joined in a heavy petting session beneath a tree. A woman who is very much married and with a family of her own.
Belatedly, he remembers to retract his hands from her — the one bracing her hand around the cup, the other resting at her back. The pull of manna makes it easy to linger past necessity or propriety.]
So it would seem. [Then as a bit of a joke:] To tell you the truth, it's much less convenient than the wings.
[For lack of anything better to do with his hands, he brushes a speck of imaginary lint from his shirt and straightens it.]