Dammit. Why did he keep apologizing? He saw the look she gave, and he mentally scolded himself. He shook his head as if to try and dislodge anymore potentially apologies that might come out, and instead listened to her introduction. At the mention of her name, he would freeze slightly. She was an Adravendi? Wasn't that the family his father had been at constant war with? His heart hammered in his chest as he thought about what to do, but he couldn't lie. His father's war had never been his, but he didn't know how the other side felt about it. Should this woman decide to punish him, so be it. This was the mindset that his past had driven him into. He didn't know if it would ever change. It wouldn't with the way he lived, not like this.
The male would take in a deep breath, head raising slightly as he appeared tense in his stance. "My name is...Rincavornon Armada...Rin, for short." There. He said it. Now to await her reply, but all he could think was that it might be met with hostility now that he said his name.
"Speech"
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