"Did he hug you?"
Perdita turned to Sthena. She made to speak but kept mute. Then after a second, said, "Yes."
"Oh?" Sthena shrugged, fighting the urge to appear like a nagging, jealous man before Perdita. "No wonder I smelt such poor perfume on you after you came back. Don't go hugging everyone now. If you need one, I'm right here and all yours."
"Are you jealous?" Perdita quizzed, amused.
"What if I am? What will you do to appease me?" He questioned back, now turned to fully face her. She bit her lower lip and said nothing to his question.
Sthena sighed as he spoke, "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable just now. I do not want to appear controlling over you or something of the sort. I just can't help it whenever I see you with him."
Perdita's brows furrowed in question. She said, "I didn't say you are making me uncomfortable. And yes, I too would have been jealous if I saw you with someone that...that had a past with you."
