"O-of course not!" Connal continued to stare hard at his menu, almost afraid to lift his gaze. The way his face burned he thought it might catch flame. "I'd never- I mean I wouldn't...um..."

Connal swallowed the hard lump in his throat, wondering if that might actually just be his tongue. "I'll be good."

For a moment Connal just sat in silence. He wasn't trying to ignore her. Connal just needed to force himself to calm down, otherwise his face would never go back to its normal shade.

"Connal Felwin." Her name, it sounded slightly familiar.