It’s a rare sight to see the dragon struggling for words, or to see his normally stoic composure broken. Still, given all that, he still makes an admirable effort to be as suave as he normally is.
"Well… Saigyouji-san does have a very endearing personality." he steeples his fingers together in front of his stomach, staring downwards as if to contemplate the meaning of life.in the folds of his skin.Â
"And a very flattering figure." he adds, almost as an afterthought.
Is the dragon’s cheek tinged ever so slightly red? Must be a trick of the light. Oh wait, there it is again.
"I… might." he scratches nervously at the side of his face.
"I will not ask for her hand… but I also will not say no should she ask for mine."
"… The Shimizu clan has had a… violent past. I would prefer for that past to remain shrouded in the mists of time.Â
There have been many wrongs done. Many mistakes. Much bloodshed.
One such as her is better off not knowing.” he shakes his head, mournfully.
"That innocence will not be taken by my hand, at least."