Ella's face reddened. She wanted to bury her head under the table. She felt like disappearing into thin air. "How could I have embarrassed myself like this?" She mentally stroked herself. She took the handkerchief from Leon and whispered a thank you without looking up to meet his gaze. She gently wiped her mouth and the slight wine stain on her hands and her top. "Could he really be Mr. Leon Treshvire? He matched the profile so well... No! I have to be sure." She mused incoherently.
Leon observed that she was missing a spot. He moved closer to assist her, but she instinctively avoided his touch and recoiled into herself like a shy snail.
"I'm okay, thank you," Ella spoke rather harshly. Leon was encroaching on her space and it was suffocating her.
Leon noted that she had activated self-defense mode, so he decided to let her be.
After mentally reassuring herself to regain her composure, she sat up and thanked him again. She didn't want to look like a weakling in Leon's presence.
