Flinching slightly at the feeling of a hand on his shoulder, the young man was both reluctant to face his captive again and slightly shocked. [color=a187be]"The...the knockout...eh?"[/color] To be honest, he wasn't sure how many times he had written about things pertaining to that word, including a few embarrassing instances when he had been a bit too careless with the knockout powder and ended up losing hours at a time because of it. Either way, that level of awkwardness was something he felt he could live with, were that really what she was mentioning.

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"[color=0072bc]Anyway, like I said I need your help to get home. Or at least to know where I am. You said me being here was an accident. What exactly happened?[/color]"
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The question brought him fully out of his shame-filled daze, and he bit his lip as he tried to think of a good answer. [color=a187be]"Well... First things first: You're at my home. It used to have a lot of famous wizards and witches and sorcerers hidden here, but at the moment, it's mostly just me and a few helpers...hindrances...l-let's call them 'friends' for now."[/color] He let out a nervous chuckle as he glanced back toward the garden entrance. They'd have to discuss those later. [color=a187be]"Um, as for how you got here...you don't...r-remember anything that happened before you fell unconscious, do you?"[/color] He played with the fingers on one of his hands as he asked, only feeling more awkward as he looked away. [color=a187be]"Because, it's true that I didn't mean to...but I kind of panicked...I didn't expect you to show up when you did...and then I heard someone else coming...and before I knew it, I activated something I shouldn't have a-and we ended up here."[/color]

[color=a187be]"...Please don't kill me."[/color]