"Uh, I didn't avoid anything—it's just lovers' tiffs you were talking about." Pannis understood what Denia meant without needing her to elaborate, so his serious and solemn face quickly transformed into embarrassment. Subconsciously touching the wound that had healed, leaving only a few big holes in his clothes, he chuckled and said, "Yeah, yeah, just a lovers' tiff. What kind of looks are you all giving me? Have you never seen lovers poking holes in each other during a quarrel? Okay, okay, this method of quarreling might be uncommon, but you can't say for sure that it doesn't exist, right? Hey, why are you guys staring at me like you agree with Lady Denia? This explanation was originally your idea. Alright, alright, I get it, I give up, I admit there was a little incident afterward, uh, a teeny tiny little incident, and this tiny incident, it's related to what I just said."