[ _{oh! he practically hears the glass shattering of the mood ringing through his ears! his mouth falls agape when Xander releases his hands, finding no flaws in his plan at all! how could his lord possibly refuse?!} ]

T-That's absurd, Milord! Of course you need things! If you've been lugging around in your armour for weeks, you ought to have a wardrobe lined with a fresh change of clothes! And toiletries! And books! And other living amenities ... do you really have absolutely nothing here at all? Your horse? A blade? Anything!?

[ _{clearly he has work to do!} ]

I mean ... well. It's a worthy sacrifice, is it not? Y-You are quite aware now that I am, unfortunately, quite inexperienced as it were ... despite my, er ... tendencies in Nohr ... I never got further than a kiss on the cheek, really.

[ _{he huffs!} ]

But that doesn't matter! If my lord needs clean clothes for himself, I will do my utmost to court any person I come across! Surely you understand this comes from the heart - right...? [ _{his frantic pace slows suddenly as he draws out a sigh.} ] After all, if I am to be honest with you Milord, intimacy frightens me a fair bit. I had hoped my first experience would be in the arms of someone who cares for me greatly, but-- ah, what am I saying?! Please forget you heard that.