Oh no! ...anyway...

Hanako sputtered on air as warmth flushed to her cheeks. It wasn't-she hadn't- Obviously she wasn't a blushing virgin any more, but his crass language was more than enough to throw her back in time to her yearling days. When the simple act of leaning against someone's shoulder was seen as awfully bold, as though boundaries were being overstepped. She wasn't sure if he was simply using his imagination or details had been exchanged but- Hanako couldn't stop the flustered sigh that passed her lips.

She shifted a little, allowing her haunch to slide as her legs fell into a more information position.

"You don't hold back do you, Tyrian?" She uttered, now unsure why she'd ever assumed that he would. He seemed to be a guy of wholes and never halves, with all his cards all-in. If nothing he was honest, she could respect that. "And though it's no real concern of yours, I'm experienced enough. Not too much, just enough, to know how men ought to be. " And in turn how she liked it and what suited her best.

Banter aside, was this really a conversation she wanted to be having with her ex's-ish-uncle? The fact Sparrow even knew about her-misunderstood- closeness with Tyrian suggested they spoke about her. So what was stopping him from doing the same again?

She wrinkled her nose." I'm sure you understand though, I'm not doubting your manliness. I would never. I just know shit when I smell it."