[It certainly didn't feel like it, but she wasn't about to argue with someone trying to help. Whatever she'd been about to say quickly evaporates as she gives him a look of wide-eyed surprise.]
You're a priest? Really?
[While she doesn't think she's ever met one, she's pretty sure she's never met a man wearing clothes half as form-hugging as Olivine's. Honestly she was a little surprised he could raise his arms with how the fabric clung to his shoulders and chest.
Not to mention the peek of well-formed abs but she had spent most of the night not looking. Even if she was surprised, she takes his hand as if on autopilot, squeezing it gently.]
I do feel a bit silly for complaining, but I think it's because the whole thing just feels so unfair.
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[It certainly didn't feel like it, but she wasn't about to argue with someone trying to help. Whatever she'd been about to say quickly evaporates as she gives him a look of wide-eyed surprise.]
You're a priest? Really?
[While she doesn't think she's ever met one, she's pretty sure she's never met a man wearing clothes half as form-hugging as Olivine's. Honestly she was a little surprised he could raise his arms with how the fabric clung to his shoulders and chest.
Not to mention the peek of well-formed abs but she had spent most of the night not looking. Even if she was surprised, she takes his hand as if on autopilot, squeezing it gently.]
I do feel a bit silly for complaining, but I think it's because the whole thing just feels so unfair.