Neville leaned a little against the corridor wall, his heart still racing.
[Well,] Shelly said after a moment of silence. [That was certainly something.]
'It certainly is,' Neville replied numbly. 'How could someone who looked that young be Grayson's mother? Is she an immortal fairy? I haven't seen a single wrinkle on her!'
Shelly shrugged and said in comfort, [On the bright side, she seems to like you?]
Neville pursed his lips and retorted, 'Like me? She's just being polite.'
[She did say she knows a lot of people. Maybe she'll introduce you to someone nice—]
'I don't want to be introduced to someone nice! I want to crawl into a hole and die of embarrassment! щ(゜ロ゜щ)'
[You can even express emoji now, Host?] Shelly giggled and said, [Ah~ This is about to get very interesting~]
Neville groaned and pushed himself off the wall, forcing his feet to carry him, and finished the task at hand.
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