Constantly smiling to an almost creepy amount at this point , his drink erring on the side of empty , Ecru felt the heat leave his hand . Chuckling , smooth as a hot knife through butter , Ecru whipped out of his chair and landed right behind the foxeared lass ' back . A few pops of his fingers sounded from behind her before they grasped the muscle between her shoulder blades and the top of her spine . Working into the tight muscles without a care in the world , the jadeeyed lad kept nattering like there was no filter on his supposed ' charm '. Sure , I can feel it . A pile of problems that gets bigger by the day , they ' re all in these taut muscles . Halting for a moment to lean down closer to the expressive ears on top of Fuchsia ' s head , And there ' s noone else I could mistake you for . Continuing his muscle attack , he changed back to his lighter , cheerier self . And I don ' t suppose I could get a name of this wonderful , wonderful , woman , could I ?