The woman blushed almost instantly and Anthony felt a pang of regret for laughing at her. (Well, not at her but… anyway.) He hadn’t meant to make her feel badly. Knowing better than to say anything about it though he was quiet. She was rather pretty blushing like that, he couldn’t help but notice.
At the subsequent tease, Anthony scoffed playfully. “I’ll have you know, Miss Potts!” he started in, jokingly. “That I have rather a reputation for saving damsels!” Everyone knew it. How many times had he swooped in to save Ms. Malfoy, hm? Still, saying as much seemed unsporting in any real capacity so Anthony let his feigned affront melt into a smile. “Though I’d happily trade myself as victim to save you the anguish,” he added.
At the subsequent tease, Anthony scoffed playfully. “I’ll have you know, Miss Potts!” he started in, jokingly. “That I have rather a reputation for saving damsels!” Everyone knew it. How many times had he swooped in to save Ms. Malfoy, hm? Still, saying as much seemed unsporting in any real capacity so Anthony let his feigned affront melt into a smile. “Though I’d happily trade myself as victim to save you the anguish,” he added.