Moonspear Herbal Tea

Judas was surprised to hear that they weren't as obvious as they seemed. But then, he couldn't help but feel angry on the inside after her response to his little slice of backstory. How he took her apology was pity. Part of him deep under felt hatred at pity. But desperate to have a friend, he kept it hidden, only forming a small scowl.

Then she nugded behind his ear. Even though he continued forward, his pace slowed, his expression going blank. No one had ever dared touch him like that. He gulped as he felt a fluttery feeling. 

And when she said that he 'interested' him, he wasn't sure if to take that as a compliment. Part of him made that seem like he was something to stare at, to marvel at. Though that's not what he stuck with. He stuck with it being a different kind of interest. An interest in himself, not his looks or his personality. But him in being...him. "Excuse me?" he asked with a curious glance. He was so surprised by the remark, he missed the little joke there. Judas was rather like a brick wall when it came to someone flirting with him.