❝Oh?❞
Thus, a thinly-shaped, dark brow rose acclivitous upon the response in which was given as perceived by the audibility that ensnared the very words the other had spoken. Truly, the crowned heir was uncertain as to how she had mistaken him for another person, seeing as to that his figure was [ recognizable ] to mostly every person there was, lest she hailed from some remote island, but nevertheless this compelled him to proceed onward with his verbalization.
❝So it’s just something that you usually do? Groping others inappropriately [ without ] checking if they are a stranger?❞
It’s not common in her daily life—-yet on the other hand, it is not an aspect she would consider abnormal. Of course, to a stranger it may be a bit strange, but it wasn’t as if she was attempting to murder the man–it was merely a hug, and an accidental one at that. She’d huff in response, and an expression in-between her usual would spread unto her features.
❝Inappropriately? Sheesh, I barely touched you!
—-Besides, it was an accident.❞