Toko takes an alarmed step back, hands to chest and jaw dropped open. Look, it's not like she'd never considered — Claude is very, very handsome, she had been immediately struck by him the moment they met, but he was...how does she put this? Removed? Cavalier? There's always a sense that he's got one foot out of the conversation when he's speaking to you. Very little seems to trouble him, and he comes at every problem with a half-cocked smile and an assurance that he'll escape with his skin fully intact. His is a slippery nature and not to her tastes, but it's hardly repulsive.
She watches that nose point high in the air and can practically see the pompous fumes swilling about him. He waves them around with a prim hand.
Okay, yeah this is not. No. Definitely no. Something is wrong with him. As evidenced when he's following up with that little missive. Toko's expression warps, as if she'd just opened a cupboard and found a dead rat on her dinner plate.]
It isn't.
[Dude come on.]
Wh-what has gotten into you? You're being weird, Claude. If you t-talk to all girls like this, you're going to die a virgin.
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[Is this him proposing?
Toko takes an alarmed step back, hands to chest and jaw dropped open. Look, it's not like she'd never considered — Claude is very, very handsome, she had been immediately struck by him the moment they met, but he was...how does she put this? Removed? Cavalier? There's always a sense that he's got one foot out of the conversation when he's speaking to you. Very little seems to trouble him, and he comes at every problem with a half-cocked smile and an assurance that he'll escape with his skin fully intact. His is a slippery nature and not to her tastes, but it's hardly repulsive.
She watches that nose point high in the air and can practically see the pompous fumes swilling about him. He waves them around with a prim hand.
Okay, yeah this is not. No. Definitely no. Something is wrong with him. As evidenced when he's following up with that little missive. Toko's expression warps, as if she'd just opened a cupboard and found a dead rat on her dinner plate.]
It isn't.
[Dude come on.]
Wh-what has gotten into you? You're being weird, Claude. If you t-talk to all girls like this, you're going to die a virgin.