[He fully expected her to at least rebuke him for his idiocy, or maybe slap him silly. It wouldn't even have been out of line for her to blow him off so she could have a few minutes alone time. That she does neither though makes his heart flutter much like his scarf tends to do.

Falling in line with her, he offers one of his usual innocent smiles, the kind which means he meant well despite his shortcomings. He never meant for her to get riled up, although now that she has... he kinda sees it as a waste to let it simply go.]

Are you sure it's just not too good of an idea.

{Hurrying around in front of her, he gets an arm around her waist and hugs her close while trying to subtly back her against the nearest wall.]

....or we could find a nice little corner where nobody will bother us. Best way to curb these urges is to sate them, right?