Lilia is often so playful that Malleus forgets the depth of that stare. It's... unsettling, sometimes, because Malleus is not used to being looked at so intensely, for such a long time. Others hardly want to make eye contact. Sebek makes too much eye contact.

All of this, Malleus would prefer to brush off, to never speak of again. Fae have such long lifespans that it would hardly matter in the grand scheme of things, just a silly, youthful mishap that perhaps Lilia will one day tease him over. But right now, Malleus just wants to leave and come up with a myriad of excuses as to why this happened, and take the necessary steps so that it never happens again.

After all, it would be completely inappropriate. And Lilia... Lilia absolutely would never reciprocate, of that he is certain.

...he is not given the answer he wishes for. Malleus' mouth is half-open in preparation of a reply, a demand that Lilia forget about all of this, when there is a warm sensation against his lips. Ah. So this is a kiss.

Malleus has no idea what to do. He's never been kissed before - obviously - and his first being Lilia is enough to make his thoughts dissolve entirely.