[Hayame had learned very quickly in Godsblood that the people of this world were far freer than their affections than those of her own, and in what she assumed was their red light district she had seen disgusting displays in broad daylight, but...
Bare skin on skin between men and women, just... for someone who was a veritable stranger? Despite herself, her cheeks are noticably flush with something like embarrassment over the very idea, looking... almost like a maiden and not a very physically intimidating centaur archer.]
What sort of lecherous world do you come from?
[If it were auction day, it would make sense, it's not like she's not been touched all over by male human hands, but that was inspecting her horseflesh, her suitability for breeding, not... friendliness. She draws herself up as if to try and remind him that she- she was not someone who would be so easily wooed or distracted. Also, wait, actually-]
Do not answer that. Use your words to say such things, not your naked palm.
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Bare skin on skin between men and women, just... for someone who was a veritable stranger? Despite herself, her cheeks are noticably flush with something like embarrassment over the very idea, looking... almost like a maiden and not a very physically intimidating centaur archer.]
What sort of lecherous world do you come from?
[If it were auction day, it would make sense, it's not like she's not been touched all over by male human hands, but that was inspecting her horseflesh, her suitability for breeding, not... friendliness. She draws herself up as if to try and remind him that she- she was not someone who would be so easily wooed or distracted. Also, wait, actually-]
Do not answer that. Use your words to say such things, not your naked palm.