Banter with scar

I started rubbing my forehead, wondering what Gideon's chest was made of. I bumped into a human wall, but why do I feel like I collided with a stone wall?

He released my waist after stabilising me.

" Are you hurt?" He asked with a concerned tone and I had to pause rubbing my forehead to look at him.

He had a serious look on his face, like he was worried his chest hurt me.

What did he think I was? A glass object that will break when it comes into contact with something hard?

Instead of answering him, I burst out laughing. The picture of a worried Gideon with a frown on his face seemed silly to me.

" Why are you laughing?" His displeased voice rang out in the air and I stiffened, wiping the smile off my face.

Gosh! What's wrong with this man? Why does his mood change faster than a woman on her periods? I chastised Inwardly but dared not utter a single word.

Gideon led me back to the castle. He probed further why I was running earlier and I found myself confessing.

He seemed to be in dee