This time when she approached him, he saw her coming. Or at least was aware of her presence before she spoke.
"Guy?"
"Y-yes, Lady Priscilla?"
"I wanted to ask you about something you said earlier...it could have just been my imagination, but it's been bugging me all evening," she said. Guy's stomach flip-flopped and he began to sweat.
"Er...what did I say? If I offended you somehow I'm really sorry!" he stammered.
"No, you didn't offend me. But..." She sat down beside him. "You sounded like you were going to say something else before you said curious," she said.
Guy buried his face in his hand and groaned. And here I thought I'd handled it brilliantly for once! Oh Guy, you never change.
"I...you caught me," he sighed. "What I meant to say was..." He swallowed, barely able to look her in the eye. "I-I think you're cute! Lovely, even! I got so nervous, though, I heard you were a noblewoman and I didn't know what someone like you would want to do with someone like me, and-"
Priscilla pressed her finger to his lips.
"I think you're cute, too."
"R-really?!"
She brushed her lips over his cheek, and Guy could have fainted with joy.