The Two Mentors

The two stilled. One out of confusion, the other out of pure amusement.

"What have gotten into you?" Estelle looked at Heine in surprise. The man came out of nowhere and gave a subtle kiss to her hand, something that he had never done before. "Why.. why did you do that, I mean,"

"I'm just greeting someone I like. Is it wrong?" Heine beamed with a suspicious smile. His fingers trailed over Estelle's right hand.

"..No, but a person's intent behind said greeting is important," Estelle retrieved her palm and gestured for Heine to sit on her opposite side.

The fae did so, sitting on the chair. "There's no bad intent. Don't you humans like to do these types of gestures?"

"Well, yes, but I've never done that.. I don't think. I haven't made my social debut yet, my father shields me too... It's fair to say that I lack social interaction on a disastrous scale," Estelle said.

"...What, are you going to hit me for stealing your 'hand chastity' or something?" Heine backed away.