With her right hand she lifted the mug to stop the water to keep spilling all over the counter. He didn't know but hell was he showing the mere prove of his unconscious actions. A soft giggle escaped from her cherry lips, lending him a handkerchief as words were spoken. " You are way too obvious~ It's alright; it's not like i will force you to talk. " || HERES YOUR BROTP BONDING MOMEN T !!!!

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ    ❝ Oh, crap! I spilled out all of my drink!  ❞  Albeit flustered and disoriented, still the Ice-Mage broadcasted no sign of dispute and feebly allowed himself to be assisted by Lucy. With a fleeting nod of gratitude, he reached out to procure the handkerchief that was so graciously proffered.

                  ❝ Errr– Thanks. S’rry about that.❞ 

He quickly impressed the parched cloth against his chin and tried to maintain an unfazed composure. A beat of contemplative silence overcame him and he didn’t necessarily pursue the conversation. Instead, his attention wavered – threatening to rivet entirely on the certain water-mage at another end of the Guild Hall. 

He drew in a steadying breath.  

❝ …  ❞

❝ There’s… a lot going on in m’head right now. I don’t quite understand everything myself. But, Juvia’s still Juvia– and it’s not making it any easier on my… emotions. ❞