"Uh, excuse me," Aland said, his eyes widening and tripping over himself to step away. Since when did women just come up to him and kiss him on the cheek that weren't Prisca? He quickly looked around to see if Prisca was watching, because he wouldn't put it past her to do something like this, hire a girl for him or something. Even Grail might've done it.
Aland took a step back and gave the woman a wary look. "I - what? Who are you? What are you doing? Who paid you? I don't need someone - I've, I'm seeing someone." That was an understatement, though Aland definitely couldn't say who, and why they weren't here. He would just lie. Like usual.
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