"U-Umm...T-That's on a different note i really shouldn't talk about, are you sure it's not something else?"
She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, still wearing her blackened work glove-inadvertantly getting a grease splotch on her forehead
"Nope, not at all! But if you'd be willing to wait a few days, I can run some more tests and get them back to you."
"Pfft...Heh, alright, uhh here let me just..."
He grabbed a rag that was on the table and leaned forward, wiping off her head...or well scrubbing it a little
"Ah-" She blushed, partially from embarrassment and partially from her nerves, stomach fluttering. Iko's sensor lit up with excitement
"Andd there we go, sorry, you just had a bit of grease on you"
"Oh-um-yeah, that tends to happen when you run a mechanics shop-"
She laughed awkwardly, tightening her ponytail
???: "Oh stars, Cinder-in front of the prince!-"
"SHH-"
She glared at Iko, who quickly scurried behind the booth
"Heh, don't worry, your completely free to do anything, i really don't understand why everyone seems so up tight when i just walk by them!"
"Well you are the crown prince-kindaaaaa a big deal-plus I dunno if you know thissss, but you're sort of a big hearthrob for most girlsss-and guys too but goddamn if my stepsister's don't like to squeal over your face-"
"Yeesh, i wonder if most of that is just because i AM the prince -/-"
"That might be part of it, buttt I think it's more a matter of having a nice face-" ???: "CINDER!"
"What?"
She shrugged
