Lasafam was… Originally minding his own business. Until he felt someone move his scarf, glancing over with intent to ask what whoever it was wanted. That is… Before he realized it was none other than little Egmont; who proceeded to give him a kiss on his neck. The action causing the usually stoic and rather wise-ass angel to become a silent, but flustered mess. Glancing away quickly despite the red now showing on his cheeks.