The man on the throne in front of her was still speaking a strange language. Even though the blonde lass was busy trying to cover herself and decide the best course of action, she managed to hear his words and still not get it. "Is it a dream? It could be a dream? Maybe I passed out and imagined the knocking and it was the trigger for a deam? That could be a possibility," she said going through several options. "If I dreamed this up... I know at least where he came from... and maybe I just don't understand him because the language part of my brain isn't really working cause he's confusing the other parts..." she came to the conclusion of this. "Oh who am I kidding, he could be speaking a language I know and I still might not actually hear it... I wonder if that is how she feels," she murmured, thinking of a friend who seemed to have a hard time with auditory concentration, in specific cases.
Still, there was a different issue now. Now, the man on the throne was reaching out to her, and she felt strangely enticed to take steps forward. In fact she took at least a few before she realized she was moving. "Huh? Why am I walking towards him? Maybe it is a dream. Well... I wouldn't want to be rude or anything," she managed to get out. "And if I am dead I wouldn't want to be rude to god or anything, maybe he has like reincarnation gifts like the light novels?" she speculated. Even so, she couldn't deny the gentle trembling of her body and she wouldn't be making direct eye contact as she closed the distance between them. She pulled down on the lower part of her shirt and tried for an apt apology. There was nothing saying he couldn't understand her, just because she couldn't understand him. "Gommenasai, I wasn't really expecting anyone who hadn't already seen me like this today..." she apologized with a blush spreading across her face. Now that she was closer he truly was an absolutely stunning man. His skin was so smooth and his eyes seemed almost alive, 'Damnit all, for all the times Kei-chan has to be right about something,' she thought about her current state of dress. "If this is a dream I don't think I'm ready to wake up. If I'm dead I am not sure I am ready to deal with it... I just want to understand," she managed. What did she want to understand, first and foremost why this man was so freaking hot! After that what was actually happening and why she was in her underwear, she could deal with the rest piece by piece thereafter.