Knights of Tezoth

For most of their one-sided conversation, Nelia Vesta mostly nodded "understandingly," hummed approvingly, or, blushing, cut herself off mid-sentence, all the while repeatedly dipping her dessert spoon into the flesh of the delicacy prepared by Tenerezza's cooks.

- My smile is a valuable resource, my lord Lester; not everyone is lucky enough to catch it on my face. - Realizing what a foolish thing she had said, the knight covered her face with both hands. - Forgive me... That was a joke... Someone, please just cut off my head right now...

Shadow from Ikazkan: hmm? Did someone call me?