[Lea nearly chokes on a potato. Now he's red from blushing AND from coughing and it takes a few seconds before he can splutter out an answer. Or something like one.]
Wha-- I don't-- I just-- Roxas...
[That last bit is kind of a pathetic little whine. How did he get himself into this mess?]
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Wha-- I don't-- I just-- Roxas...
[That last bit is kind of a pathetic little whine. How did he get himself into this mess?]