A reassuring smile was given, a small nod following. "Quite sure. If I am to be honest, I quite enjoyed it." He was a bit surprised when she leaned into the touch, suddenly hyper aware of how close the two were. "Ah...nothing too important." He responded with a light shrug, vocals lowered to a mere whisper. That was done no only to preserve the silence, but also not hurt either of their ears. "Is there something on yours?" He returned the inquiry, meeting her gaze with a curious look in the golden depths of his orbs

Some tension left his shoulders at her words, a light nod followed. "Ah-I can say I enjoyed it just as much. Though, I do apologize if I made you uncomfortable at any point." He spoke quietly, golden gaze narrowing softly as he watched her. After a moment of thoughtful silence, he spoke up once more. "Ahem-well, I should probably leave youfor the night. We both need the rest." His attention remained mostly on her, though it would occasionally flick elsewhere, likely out of embarassment. Did friendships usually move this quickly..? He didn't know, after all, he had very limited relationship experience.

A small sigh followed, quite relieved at hearing those words. "I am glad." He hastily removed his hand as well, bringing it back into his own space. "Well, I will be in my room if you need anything. Sleep well." He nods, soon standing and exiting the room. Upon reaching his own room and gettng into more suitable clothing he settled into the bed, focusing on clearing his head so sleep would come easier. He wasn't entirely sure what had come over him to spark such strange actions. He hardly knew her, yet he was touching her and acting rather strangely. Better to forget about it...sleep would always come first. It might help him tomorrow to think this over anyway.

He eventually drifted off into sleep, which was probably a good thing. He woke hours later to the early light of dawn's rays. Golden orbs narrow against the bright light as he peered around the room, soon sitting up. It wasn't long before the previous night's experience came back to him, suddenly quite ashamed at his strange behavior. That had been very much unlike him. Normally he retained a carefully composed demeanor no matter who it was. Somehow though, she had been different. He very much wanted to know how it had changed so quickly too.

Once ready for the day, he stepped out into the hall. Golden gaze fell onto a passing servant, which he soon approached. A few words were spoken to her, before she nodded and quickly departed. Several moments later she approached the room Dove resided in and knocked on the door. He had figured a new pair of clothes would be nice. With the servant were a few dresses, some more luxurious than others. They were of course, not his, but some of his mother's old dresses that she didn't like, or were simply too small.