Having regained his sanity, he retorted at her with words that he could not fathom. The girl was staring up at him with an expression that was more complex than what she had ever borne, tracing the motion of his gut, she gulped even harder as her hazel eyes shade more greenish.
"You should know that my body is not the perfect blanket to keep you warm because you kept smooching my furs! Anyway, since you did not want to admit all that you've done, it will be better if you keep a meter distance from me...or else, you become the pervert you are denying!"
At the speed of his notion, Naya cut him blatantly, "...And so will it be for you? You will become the perverted king you're denying?... If you refused to keep that distance?"