[ The little red queen hadn't meant to do that. That yelp startles him, as does the way Floyd falters back, his own eyes widening as he spots that signature lock of his.
Pushing himself to sit up on his elbows, Riddle stares up at him. His face, which was already pretty crimson red, flushes even further. He stammers, unable to form anything even close to proper words. What's he supposed to give? An apology? An explanation? Neither of those would allow him to hold onto his own pride.
So he just stares for a second longer, before flopping back down onto his back, bringing his hand up to cover his face. ]
Only you would find that cool...! I didn't even mean to--...!!
[ His words might sound snappy, but really, he's. Embarrassed. Unable to hide it. ]
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Pushing himself to sit up on his elbows, Riddle stares up at him. His face, which was already pretty crimson red, flushes even further. He stammers, unable to form anything even close to proper words. What's he supposed to give? An apology? An explanation? Neither of those would allow him to hold onto his own pride.
So he just stares for a second longer, before flopping back down onto his back, bringing his hand up to cover his face. ]
Only you would find that cool...! I didn't even mean to--...!!
[ His words might sound snappy, but really, he's. Embarrassed. Unable to hide it. ]
Don't sit there gawking, either!