Moonspear I HAVE A FEAR OF HEIGHTS PLZ HALP

Ganon screams internally, but his face smirks apologetically, with a soft "Heh" as his only answer to Hydra's explanation. He so quickly assumed that she was checking him out, flirting with him. But handsome didn't always mean physically, he supposed. Ganon reeled mentally for a seco— few sec— the rest of his life.

He tries to play it smooth and regain his sense of groundedness. What is your type then? He says it casually, now that it was established that neither of them was attracted to the other. He supposed that they could talk about stuff like that casually now. He supposed, but he had never had conversations like this with anyone before. Sure,