[Not only is his own blue shirt stained with tea and he's trying to pat it off with a towel, lifting it a bit and exposing his torso in the process. His face is also extremely red right now, many images passing in his mind at Hol's suggestion.]
I..well... [He's so flustered he can't even look Hol in the face.] You don't mean to make a fool of me...do you?
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I..well... [He's so flustered he can't even look Hol in the face.] You don't mean to make a fool of me...do you?