Hedylogos felt so incredibly warm. If his face wasn't bright red before, it had to be now. And if it wasn't flushing down his neck and onto his chest, it would be soon. Was she asking him if he wanted to do more of... that?
How was he supposed to answer that?
Of course he did, deep down. But the idea of actually saying that, out loud, to someone that was right there in front of him -or beside him, was quite terrifying. It didn't matter that all his brothers and both of his parents would have no problem saying exactly what they wanted in such a situation.
But, she'd also asked if he'd liked it and that answer was definitely that he did. He needed to answer her. Except Hedylogos could not look at her and answer this question at the same time. Either question. Nervously, he looked down and swallowed hard. “Yes.” To either question. To both.