"Kat?" the blonde girl responded with a rather girlish giggle. The sound of it seemed unfamiliar to her and she blushed while mentally scolding herself for sounding so silly in that moment. "No... No..." She began again, waving his apology away. "Really, it was my fault. It seems my defensive behavior was completely unnecessary." She bowed out of instinct. As she did so, Fiametta's dark eyes slid to his bottom half as if she suddenly remembered he was naked just a moment before. She swallowed hard and averted her gaze, feeling slightly dirty with the thought that she would like to see that again...<br/><br/>She cleared her throat distractedly and stood straight again. "I'm not really sure what... 'Brandan' ... was doing, really. Maybe he should explain why ... and<strong>how </strong>he brought me here himself?"<br/>