Skala didn’t know why, but being around Hythlodaeus was nice. It made his forget for a bit how hard and troublesome everything around with was. It was a breathe of fresh air to him. It just felt night nice and natural. Hythlodaeus was just this kind of person who seemed like he would be friends with, and enjoy spending time with.
He’d leaned in and gave the other a kiss, chaste and sweet. It was normal for his people, and he had done it without thinking, because spending time with the other had just felt normal and natural. When the other pulled back and looked surprised, Skala frowned a bit, before remembering, his cultural practices were not universal on the source, never mind, in the past.
“I’m sorry,” He blinked softly looking down at his feet. “Um, where I’m from, kisses are a form of affection, shared amongst friends too,”