"Oh? Completely fine, you say?"
Lucavion barely gave Anne time to recover before he reached out, his fingers brushing against the warmth of her cheek. His touch was light—barely there, just enough to test how much further she could possibly fluster.
"Hmm… quite a finely developed one indeed," he murmured, tilting his head as if appraising her like some rare find.
Anne completely froze.
"H—Hiek!"
She jumped right where she stood, nearly toppling backward in sheer panic, her wide, panicked eyes darting between his hand and his amused expression.
That did it.
Lucavion laughed.
A sharp, genuine chuckle spilled out of him, quickly escalating into something closer to a full-bodied laugh. His shoulders shook as he straightened, running a hand through his hair, thoroughly entertained by the sheer purity of her reaction.
"Ahahaha… Oh, Anne, you're going to have a hard time if this is how you react to harmless teasing," he mused, still grinning.
