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Serra had fully expected that Obi, after getting confronted like this, would admit to making these things up, but instead he insisted on the opposite, for a brief moment even looking a little irritated. Suddenly, she felt a pang of guilt even the new wave of embarrassment his comments swept over her couldn’t entirely drown out. 

What if he wasn’t lying after all? Was it really that impossible for her to have said something as he claimed? Eyes cast sideways, she thought of all the things that had happened that day, some of which were entirely insignificant by themselves, but all of them added together… No, she couldn’t allow herself to think this way. Even if Obi was saying the truth, he still didn’t seem serious about it. 

“I don’t–” Serra meant to protest after all, stopping abruptly when he wrapped his jacket around her, unnecessarily bringing more vaguely related images from earlier back to mind. For a moment, she simply stared at him, lips slightly parted as she struggled to regain her voice. “Even… If you’re not lying… If I really said something,” she finally conjured up some words, though they sounded weak compared to her usual forcefulness, “you must have misunderstood me. I was unwell and I don’t even remember. And… you are suspicious! You say it was something important but don’t give me any details. If you’re only joking after all… stop.”

He halts in his step and remains still as if on pause, gaze kept forward where they watched the soft glow of moonlight that dappled the cave’s interior. He dared to lift his eyes and arc them back over to her, but they remained fixated ahead as if glued in position, so he closed them instead. 

‘STOP’--- Her tone was quite forceful for her current state, any person could tell. It draws concern and produces caution; Obi left tiptoeing around for his next course of action. She was taking this too seriously, or so he believed, for most of it was simple exaggeration; partly a joke. Oh, he’s certainly gotten himself into a troublesome situation now.

“Maybe I did misunderstand... who knows?” He notes as spins on his heels and slowly lowers himself to sit on his haunches. He props his chin on the palm of a hand as he soberly looks Serra in the eyes. A light scoff escapes him, before a smile takes his features.

She’d stared at him in anticipation, eager to finally get an explanation - but this? This was hogwash. …Wasn’t it? The circumstances of Serra’s awakening gave Obi’s claims some credibility. But it was the way he’d said it that made her pull a face at him now.

“Y-you’re lying!” Unable to rely on her memory, she couldn’t be entirely sure of that, of course, so she laid out her reasoning half to convince herself. “I would never, ever just confess to someone, let alone some– questionable stranger I’ve just met! Everyone knows they have to confess to me first! That’s the law! Or it should be! And surely you wouldn’t call me ‘Miss’ then either! It should be ‘my divine lady Serra’, or ‘most beauteous Serra’ - or even plain ‘Serra’ would do in a pinch - but not ‘Miss’! Someone who wants to be with me has to adore me! That’s why - you’re definitely lying! I know you are! You’re just making fun of me again!”

He had done so many times earlier already, so she should have concluded that right away. No way there was more to any off this - it was just another one of his uncalled for jokes. “Tell me what really happened! And don’t even try to lie to me again you - you - liar!”

“Eh? Have I ever lied to you thus far?” He’s a bit offended. Obi might have stretched the truth on multiple accounts, now even being a great example, but that was the sole extent to his “lies”. He holds no contempt, however, as the face he made had quickly softened into a sly one, “---Or is it that you can’t handle the truth? You’re blushing so furiously, it’s cute~”

He just enjoyed teasing the cleric.

“…better?” Serra repeated, incredulously. With no explanation given from Obi, she had to make sense of… this on her own. She still recalled feeling a little feverish, taking some medicine and then… nothing. Her cheeks, moments before still bright with colour, now turned pale instead, and she suddenly shivered. Obi seemed to have kept her warm before, but now he’d moved and although they were sitting near the fire, it wasn’t close enough to have the same effect. She wrapped her arms around herself to somewhat mitigate the cold.

“I…” Serra began, changed her mind and started over. “Obi. You didn’t do anything… weird to me while I was asleep, did you? I know, it must have been hard for you to restrain yourself, but surely, you wouldn’t do anything to someone as beautiful and helpless as me, right?” Her gaze had been cast downward until then, watching the sizzling flames out of the corner of her eyes, but she looked up now, her expression not one of reproach but rather confusion.

“What happened? I don’t remember. Uhm…” Her gaze shot downwards once more. “Did something happen… between us…?” It would explain how they had ended up being in such close proximity when she’d woken up - however absurd an explanation it was.

“Ahh...” His laughter dies out in response to her questions like smothered flames. His eyes turn towards to the makeshift fire pit, as if to make sure that hadn’t gone out too. On the contrary, as it continued to burn ever nicely, but it certainly provided a means of distraction nevertheless. Such pressing questions, he hardly knows where to begin---

SHYNESS

Part of you is gripped by the fear that you’ll launch into something and completely mess it up. The upside of this is wise caution: people are indeed often too rash, whereas you know, by instinct, that holding back can save you. Probably, you feel shame and self-disgust a bit too much. But when you do feel in your element, you act with a wisdom and sensitivity never found in people with thicker skins.

EXHIBITIONISM

There’s a strand in your nature which loves making an impression – perhaps with your clothes, or conversation, or in a self-revealing blog or a novel. You like to dramatize yourself, to pose as a unique, perhaps mysterious person, to joke or exaggerate your part in adventures. Though you might more than once have been called a show off, it is actually a generous tendency: you want to please and entertain others. It could be the start of good teaching and leadership.

PLAYFULNESS

You are good at seeing what’s funny, at relaxing and finding the pleasure of the moment. Play is random, whimsical, fantasy-driven behaviour which releases internal tension. Because it is detached from some pressures it allows you to act on weirder, perhaps neglected, parts of yourself. The downside is that it is no help in sticking with things that are not much fun but which need to be addressed. So it is well complemented by its opposite, Stoicism.

Your favorite blog that disappears now and then. But thanks ; u;

Hi my name is Obi and I have short black hair that reaches above my ears and honeyed hazel eyes like a ferocious tiger and a lot of people tell me I look like Prince Zen (AN: if u don't know who they are get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Obi-wan Kenobi but I wish I was because they're a major fucking hottie. I have lightly tanned skin. I'm also a knight, and I laze around in my master's room in the Clarines' Castle where I work as a messenger (I'm 21). I'm a bad example (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly neutral colors. I love any clothes shop and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black undershirt, greenish neck-scarf and a tan colored jacket and my usual brown pants, brown gloves and dark brown boots. I was wearing swag. I was walking outside a sea port. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of corrupted royals stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them. "Hey Obi!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was... Miss!

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