Amberly's awkward but improving way with words failed her at this moment in the most complete way possible.

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"R-r-romant--! That's...cannot...truly...foolish...didn't...forgive...hands...um."
The nun clasped her hands together in front of her face, not in prayer but in trying to stem the flow of gibberish and to take a steadying breath. She was a disciple of the Old Gods! She could handle this. Whatever "this" was.

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"...I see. As you've certainly guessed, members of my order learn very little about the ways in which people might, er, show affection for others. I apologize for my carelessness."Amberly looked down at this point, unable to meet Fer's eyes any longer. She watched her hands wringing together of their own accord. She was so
stupid! How could she have been so stupid? Fer, understandably, probably wanted nothing more to do with her at this point. She should leave, yes. Or melt into the floor and vanish forever, that was better.