"I felt a little dizzy back in the ballroom for awhile, but_" before she could finish talking, Hamon had reached out his hand to touch her forehead, then mumbled, "Your temperature feels normal, I don't think you have a fever." He said as his hand reached down slowly to touch her cheek, but Ara quickly drew back her face to avoid his touch again.
She was distracted at the ballroom when he cupped her cheeks, she had always disliked it when anybody touched her like that, but with him it had felt different, strange, somewhat soothing.
"I don't like to be touched in that way, please keep your hands to yourself from now on." She said firmly averting her eyes from him.
"So do you expect me to stand and watch you fall?" He asked.
Ara couldn't see his furrowed brow in the dark as she glanced at him, then continued to say ignoring his question, "And one more thing...Never address me by my name again, I never gave you the permission to do so." She stated firmly,
