[@Lugubrious][@BrodZ11711][@Amaya Tamashii]

Nolan rolled his eyes at Fleo's sheepish grin. She knew better than to make jokes on something that he couldn't help, especially to a guy who knows her secret. Then again he wasn't the type to blab a secret out just to get back at anyone, of course, he wouldn't spill the beans since she has dirt on him now. Teasing someone for a disability is also below him. There is nothing to be gained doing so and much more to lose, such as respect of his guild members save for a few that didn't have any to begin with. He knew it as because of his cold demeanor and his brutal honesty that borderline, if not completely considered rude. To put it eloquently, it wouldn't be too far off to say that he was one cold hearted son of a bitch. He turned his gaze towards the blue haired mage that used Crush magic and shrugged. 

Before he could say anything else to this blue haired boy, he was asked the dreaded question. His mouth hung open from hearing Amaya's question. For once, he stood there as full of life as a statue and didn't have any words to say to answer that question. Why was he afraid of girls? Why was he afraid of girls? WHY WAS HE AFRAID OF GIRLS?! The blush on his face lit up brighter than the Forth of July and his eyes were as wide as dinner plates. [color=00746b]"I-I-I'm not a-afraid of g-g-girls! W-w-w-what k-kind of bull c-crap is that?! Do y-you d-dare call me a c-craven?!"[/color] Nolan stammered his way through that sentence, his blush somehow kept getting deeper and deeper as he vehemently denied his phobia. It was shameful enough to have it and it was even more shameful that she had to keep herself back from laughing. 

[color=00746b]"I-I'm going to go get a carriage then!"[/color] He sprinted away from the other three and he was soon out of the guild. God damn, he lost his composure at least four times today. This was just a bad day for him.