F a l l a c y
Rend felt the patting on his rear and then Italia's response and was rather glad he was so dark toned, else his face heating up might have been noticeable. When Italia put her arms around his waist to help, he started pushing against the booth as hard as he could, their combined efforts managing to pull his horns free, leaving a couple large holes in the wood where they'd previously been. Rend moves to stand up quickly, offering Italia a hand up if she wanted. "Thanks for the help. Are... you alright? I didn't hurt your or anything when we finally got me free, did I?"
