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She was never trained to be like this. She could recognize it for what it was and could say it plainly - flirting - but other than identification, she did not know how to go about it. Her mind raced through a thousand cliche or inappropriate phrases and words and actions, but she ended up flustered and confused. Her eyelashes, subconsciously, battered meekly. Her body attempted to curl inward around her fluttering stomach as she smiled. I'm glad to hear it, She met his eyes now, forcing herself to look towards him. I hope that I can help you find it...that feeling I mean,