Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
Gray approached the somewhat familiar girl with a puzzled expression. Doing his best to recall if the two had met prior to this encounter, but nothing came to mind. Letting out a rather large sigh, the mage questioned what compelled a strange or possible acquaintance to request such a thing. Regardless, it could be far worse since at least it’s not anybody he necessarily dislikes; not having much of an opinion of her as of yet besides her pleasant appearance.
Hoping this wouldn’t end up being too embarrassing or uncomfortable for either of them, he smiled awkwardly as he stood before Ciela. Gray moved his head down a little towards hers. He parted his lips and hesitantly had them meet Ciela’s neck, allowing his lips to remain there for but only a few moments. Briefly biting down upon her neck before pulling away, he rubbed the back of his head before speaking. “Not sure if you already know this.. But, I’m Gray."