The man, still towered over the girl, stared down at her in shock as her shame-filled words entered his large ears. He frowned down at her. The man couldn't help but feel bad for her. He expected her to stand and continue to fight him. Aldoro continued to frown before he slowly leaned his head in until his nose pressed against hers. A smile curled along his lips and his eyes fluttered shut. Within seconds, he pulled away and stepped off the fae. He stood quiet for a second before letting words blurt from his maw. "Your fighting is superior, m'lovely." His bright, bi-colored eyes ran over her wounds that he gave her. Now he frowned again. "I'm really sorry..."
"Speech"
