Having a girl other than his maids, be so close to him, let alone hold his hand. That was something Edward has yet to experience. Surprised at her bold actions, Edward could do nothing but stared at his currently held hand. Following the girl as asked, when she realized what she had been doing, she let go of his hand of course. Silently letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he only nodded at her poor apology.
What confused Edward was the fact that she continued to hold his hand even after she had noticed that , that was not an act of his liking. A blush rising up to his cheeks, he only had to held back the urge to pull his hand away as if it had burnt him. Snapping out of his trance, and looking towards the red roof she had pointed out to him. He looked in the direction in disgust. Why did he agree to accompany her home again?
This was a question which he did not understand. He heard her ask him if he would like pasta. Edward did nothing to respond to her question. Yes or not, it was most likely the only thing she had in her house. Of course, Edward was not a man for words. Looking straight ahead towards the destination, he only glanced at her when she explained to him that she was living with two others. Of course, it was common to have three people living in such a small house in the city .
There were many peasant, but even though such a thing was common, knowing that she was living with two others in such a small cramped space still bothered Edward. Not making a move to say so, he only focused on the steps he took upon the poorly paved the road towards her house.
