"Why would you think I'm flattered?! You're the one flattering yourself by, uh, saying I flattered myself!"
He did not want Midna cuddling his hair, or so he readily admitted in the form of yelling as loud as he could while she opened the treasure chest. He had his own arms crossed, too, and he would've felt the burn of a blush himself if his body still did that.
"We can do that. Fine. And I'm going to eat some of this cheese on the way." Look, he doesn't have a bottle, so he has to snack on something. He walked over to Midna and picked up the cheese before taking a knee, making it easier for her to sink into his hair or whatever it was she felt like doing.
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He did not want Midna cuddling his hair, or so he readily admitted in the form of yelling as loud as he could while she opened the treasure chest. He had his own arms crossed, too, and he would've felt the burn of a blush himself if his body still did that.
"We can do that. Fine. And I'm going to eat some of this cheese on the way." Look, he doesn't have a bottle, so he has to snack on something. He walked over to Midna and picked up the cheese before taking a knee, making it easier for her to sink into his hair or whatever it was she felt like doing.