Well, no. Not confused. Startled, most definitely, blinking at Seivarden with wide eyes. This was very much the opposite of trying not to get pushed around by mistletoe, after all, and was not exactly helping in his efforts to free them, here.
"I can still call my sword," he offered, though a solid tug on his wrist meant that his arms were around her waist and there was really nowhere for his sword to go. "I... could still call my sword."
Not so much, now.
"So... you're petitioning for efficiency, I take it."
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Well, no. Not confused. Startled, most definitely, blinking at Seivarden with wide eyes. This was very much the opposite of trying not to get pushed around by mistletoe, after all, and was not exactly helping in his efforts to free them, here.
"I can still call my sword," he offered, though a solid tug on his wrist meant that his arms were around her waist and there was really nowhere for his sword to go. "I... could still call my sword."
Not so much, now.
"So... you're petitioning for efficiency, I take it."