The tension in the room had diminished considerably, but the air still carried traces of the previous awkwardness. Ren sat on the edge of the bed with his legs dangling like a scolded child, while Luna and Liora remained standing with their arms crossed.
"That's... actually a very accurate summary," Ren admitted, looking slightly sheepish for the first time.
"It's not that simple…" Liora mumbled.
Luna shook her head, "you two... are absolutely hopeless."
The guard behind Luna was now making sounds that definitely indicated suppressed laughter.
"To summarize," Luna said, "personal space is important for noble maidens."
"But it didn't seem like it!" Ren protested, gesticulating toward Liora with the confusion of someone whose worldview had just been turned upside down. "Not for you or for Larissa! You've always been... 'normal'. How was I supposed to know it's bad?"
