Nikephoros only smiled until he saw that look of shock. He frowned and stepped in as he was pulled, the jacket falling off. It was too small and hot and uncomfortable. To the floor with it. The blond looked down at Hope thoughtfully, reaching out for her in that tender way he often did.
"This is....bad phrase you are saying," he clarified. "I have done something wrong. I will go back to Miss Melinda and fix it."