"I..." He trails off briefly and glances aside, with a sheepish chuckle at himself and a hand raised to scratch at the back of his head; he doesn't know what she knows, so he's not really sure what to make of that response, but he continues--still in hushed tones to preserve her privacy in case she doesn't wish to identify herself just yet to anyone who doesn't pick her out on their own.
"..ah.. well, I imagine you might not remember me at all, of course. It must be... ten years ago, I suppose, perhaps more... er, nonetheless, my sincerest apologies for any, ah... untoward familiarity, Your Majesty."
His smile certainly seems sincerely contrite; if anything, somewhat out of proportion to what he explicitly apologized for. Clearly, at any rate, he's got more on his mind that he said, but just as clearly, she doesn't need to be bombarded with someone else's concerns, at the moment.
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"..ah.. well, I imagine you might not remember me at all, of course. It must be... ten years ago, I suppose, perhaps more... er, nonetheless, my sincerest apologies for any, ah... untoward familiarity, Your Majesty."
His smile certainly seems sincerely contrite; if anything, somewhat out of proportion to what he explicitly apologized for. Clearly, at any rate, he's got more on his mind that he said, but just as clearly, she doesn't need to be bombarded with someone else's concerns, at the moment.