Face red as a cherry she could only nod mutely, never had anyone said such words to her. Sure her nii-san had tried to tell her to have pride as an Oorti but he had never tried to instill a sense of pride in herself. She felt his intentions while nice were misplaced, she was a mutt, a stain, and a disgrace. For her to have pride in her very existence was a foreign concept that she knew she would never be able to grasp.
"Tamaki if you wouldn't mind, could you unhand my imouto. She is clearly uncomfortable." The words were low, borderline hissed out of frowning lips. His dark gaze hidden behind the glare of his glasses. His grip on his pen was so tight his knuckles were turning white.
Giving an amused laugh Tamaki pulled his forehead away from hers yet did not release his grip on her. It was easy to see she was not used to such intimate touching, the poor girl was probably never hugged much as a child. Deep down he knew part of him was probably projecting his own harsh childhood onto her yet it didn't matter.
He was a prince and as a prince it was his duty to help any and all damsels in distress! Plus since she was Kyoya's imouto that made her his imouto in law!