[oh yeah, normal. Dohalim hums to himself softly, hand sliding from his chin to rest on his shoulder. at least he doesn't know about her near murderous intent, so there's that...]

Perhaps so, but this time, it warrants an apology. I had acted in a way I should not have.

[then decided to deal with it in such a poor way that he's still ashamed of it. he really could be a mess, sometimes]

I should have something in the house, but if you would like anything on the way, we could get something on the go. My treat.