( while normally this is a task kyrie would hoist onto some other unsuspecting soul (i.e. caramia), for once, being in absence of his presence, he finds it in him to temporarily relinquish his usual course of action; to rewrite and reformulate appropriately. hence, he approaches her with a ceremonious tip of his ... fedora. m'lady—

more seriously, he speaks respectfully, gently proffering his hand as his knees bend a little instinctually. ) Not at all. It would be a sin to simply leave someone as lovely as yourself in your current state. ( there's a formal quality to his tone. as usual, he's verbose, not shying away in his speech in the least. how accustomed he is to conversing... palpable in his poise.

but, before she can truly take a grasp of his hand, however, he pulls back. this time, reaching... to touch the edge of his mouth. ) My, how rude of me.

A lady such as yourself is certainly looking for something a bit more bare, am I wrong?

( um.... this is him asking if she wants his gloved hand or bare one, i guess??? i'm sorry?? )