@necromxncing
scolding fleur after a certain incident that occurred whilst he wasn’t around to get her out of what ever the mess she’d made was something he didn’t exactly want to do, he felt bad for speaking to her the way he did, but it was just because he was worried. he’d managed to track down the young woman who’d helped her out in that situation, however, and decided that he needed to apologise for his friend’s actions.
he felt awkward calling out to a girl he’d only seen around a few times in the tavern, especially since he didn’t have a certain spitfire by his side, yet he still needed to apologise for aforementioned’s actions, and he really couldn’t do that with her hanging around to say something a the top of her lungs and pick yet another fight.
slate takes a deep breath, steeling himself to call out and---
“HEY!”
he flinches a bit at how loud his voice became, and he has to attempt to hide the surprise that formed on his face. “you.. you’re the one that helped fleur out, right? i wanted to say thank you for helping her out, since she’s a troublemaker, but also.. that i’m really sorry you had to put up with her.”
he bites his lip. if fleur heard the words that just came out of his lips, he’d be destroyed in an instant by tiny, hammer like fists.
