(HOHO, I'm so tired, but I'll persevere. I'm asking for monthly tickets, everyone, stay calm.)
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She is definitely a very smart woman, and her lack of love experience just means she is a bit clueless in that aspect. But even with her lack of experience, she would know that a man in desperate sorrow wouldn't think about sensual matters.
Just now, she was just biased, thinking that Yves King must be in a very bad mood. Under the weight of guilt, she felt that she should indeed take some responsibility, and even make some concessions to help him alleviate his inner woes.
But what she never expected was that this guy took advantage of her guilt, posing as deeply aggrieved while mixing in various sweet nothings. It made her let her guard down and develop a sympathy for him. She almost, just almost hazily offered him her first kiss of her own accord.
