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Darc went to lift his hands up, as if to say, "Okay, okay, geez!" but Shirin had already fast-walked her way ahead of him a bit. He wasn't sure why she got so defensive about it, but it wasn't like he had held her hand, right? He simply watched her try to looked angry only to fail and look somewhat cute......r. Darc never picked up nor slowed down his pace, and it proved to be a good mood because she eventually regrouped with him.

His mind picked up her voice once more as she finally had calmed down and apologized, mentioning a repeat of the claim would earn him a slap with her tail and apparently, he was handsome. He never really thought so, considering he was a freak to everyone else. Maybe that's why he offered.... a smile? He hadn't done that in a while, actually. He picked up his pace to catch up to her, making it that much more easy to stay quiet. "Err umm.... Sorry, I guess?" by the way he pushed the word out of his mouth, it was clear he wasn't used to apologizing. "You don't look too bad yourself, Shirin," he complimented, trying not to screw up any of his words nor studder.

"I'm sorry for taking your hand... I'm not even sure why I did it,"