Azalea frowned, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her grip lightened on the boys arm as she reluctantly pulled her hands away, looking at the fox boy. She frowned, tilting her head to the side as she studied the boy with the strange tails and ears. His emotions were unclear. She didn't know how to feel about a boy, confessing his persuading love to her. This was love surely. He was just some puppet being forced silly feelings upon.

"Thank you, it's kind of you to say such things." Azalea spoke softly, bowing her head to him. After a few moments of silence she glanced up at him for a split second before returning her gaze to the ground. "But I do not wish to be loved like this." She took a step back, nervously tugging at the hem of her skirt while her lips formed a frown.