There were many things Forte could have complimented Frey on. Her courage was as fierce as a lion's. Her kindness was always sincere. Her smile could make flowers themselves grow, even without using her Earthmate qualities. Selphia's princess was a woman few could match in virtues.
However when their fingers met as she offered her hand to help Forte stand, all those flowing descriptions flew right out the window.
"You fight good."
"Excuse me?" Frey cocked her head to the side in a bird-like manner that would have been cute if Forte hadn't just said quite possibly the worst possible thing she could say.
"You fight good," She didn't know why she was repeating such an inane statement, but her tongue was tied into so many knots, she wasn't sure what else she could say. "That way you handled that monster was… good."
Green eyes blinked a few times as Forte's words sunk in, and surprisingly enough, instead of asking her what that fall had done to her head, Frey smiled.
"Ah thank you! You fight good too, I guess." She giggled before wiping some dirt off her outfit. "I think I've had enough adventuring for today though. Why don't we head back to town?"
She offered her hand once more, and this time Forte couldn't hold back a flush.
It seemed Frey had another virtue Forte had forgotten to think of. It seemed she could stand even the worst flirting attempts a knight could utter.
