<sub>[Why does he want to start sweating when she says that first bit? Must just be standing so close to such a glamorous young idol. Yeah, must be. He's overcome by her... Er. By her everything.

To Eliza's considerable credit, she manages to distract him both from the heavy thoughts he'd been batting around in his head, and the reason he's wandering the streets with a bag and a slip of paper in his hand. His eyebrows lower curiously.]</sub>

Touch your horns? _{[Words he didn't think he'd be saying.]} I thought it was generally frowned upon for boys to go up to girls they've just met and start touching things.

_{[Note it's not a no.]}