Getting close doesn't mean I want to start a relationship with you, Diva, that wasn't my intention. Was I really imitating you...?

[And at the touch he freezes, staring back at her with a slightly surprised look. Is this more flirting? How does he respond?]

I...[He wants to look away, but he can't help but stare into her eyes, as if they're tiny black holes sucking in all his interest. He does look uncomfortable though, because the memory of her kissing him was...strange, to say the least. It wasn't bad, it was just odd, because he had never been kissed before by anyone in his life.]

I wasn't. I don't even know how to kiss others. Really, Diva, even if I do imitate you, that doesn't mean I imitate the feelings behind these imitations.