Poor Noé, and his “country bumpkin” mind…he may be French, but he isn’t the best when it comes to love. He had literally asked Vanitas what it was and didn’t get a clear answer.

So instead, he went to you. And instead of asking what “Love” was, he asked you to educate him on what a French kiss was. He had a heavy blush when asking, but that sweet sheepish look.

“So…can you tell me?” He asked carefully, and gulped slightly. He hoped to get a clear answer…why? Cause…well maybe he has a certain interest…

Do you tell him?