"It's not exactly normal for me either," Cyril said, not wanting her to think ill of him and that he did this with a lot of women at the events. Sure it had happened before, but not often, and it wasn't something Cyril particularly enjoyed so he'd all but stopped doing it in recent years.

He looked at the girl, Piritta, he remembered, considering. Meeting her had felt like the world stopping, which was strange, but perhaps not the thing to focus on at the moment. Though Cyril wasn't certain what to prioritize at the moment. He sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "I really don't want you to feel bad and not to freak out though that's not kinda hard." He paused, having a bad thought, "You are over eighteen though right? I really don't know what got into my head last night. You're so young...." he sighed.