Blowing Out the Fire/Asuna vs Shikaniku

If anyone asked whether he was surprised, Shikaniku doubted whether he’d be able to lie his way out of that one; he was and his visage did not betray his emotions. His eyebrow was arched, his eyes were wide and quick as they jumped side to side, and his hand tickled the edge of his Katana. Then, as she walked out of the manor, he focused the entirety of his attention towards her. A smirk slid onto his visage, perhaps out of confidence, or perhaps out of excitement. “I don’t think I’ve ever had such an amusing visit to this place.” Shikaniku eyes lit up in curiosity. “It’s not every day that you have a beautiful, red-headed woman in your life,” he sarcastically mused. “Judging from where you are, and how cockily you strolled out of here, I’m going to assume that you’re not here to give me a good time…or rather, not the time I’m looking for.”