The glare Kurt received for his audacity made him quail. His bashful smile became more of a rictus grin as he stood there in front of the older man, trapped by his overwhelming aura of righteous disapproval, until Trucy once again came to his rescue.
"W-would you? I'd love to learn..." he muttered in response to her offer, praying the intent would be enough to absolve him of his obviously grievous sin. As soon as he was summoned, he snatched up the packet of utensils, tossed out a hurried "Danke," and took off after her.
As soon as they were out of earshot, he cried, "Okay, he definitely hates me now. Way to make a good first impression, self." Heaving a deep sigh, he lowered his gaze, first to his feet then to his hands, which he held out in front of him. "Sorry. I really haven't had a chance to try before, and I would like to learn. I'm just...not sure it's possible."
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"W-would you? I'd love to learn..." he muttered in response to her offer, praying the intent would be enough to absolve him of his obviously grievous sin. As soon as he was summoned, he snatched up the packet of utensils, tossed out a hurried "Danke," and took off after her.
As soon as they were out of earshot, he cried, "Okay, he definitely hates me now. Way to make a good first impression, self." Heaving a deep sigh, he lowered his gaze, first to his feet then to his hands, which he held out in front of him. "Sorry. I really haven't had a chance to try before, and I would like to learn. I'm just...not sure it's possible."