Amelia blinked as he suddenly retreated but nodded, "Gotcha. Don't want you to get in trouble because you were out late with me." She sighed, "The rumours from that wouldn't take very long to circulate." Chuckling, she waved her farewells, "Have a good night, Jericho! And good luck~"

Sharath lifted her head as the Candidate addressed her and nodded, gaze following him out before she settled back down, I'm itchy, Mine. Oil me?

That made Amelia laugh and she obligingly went to get the oil.