Yusho
He coughed into his palm. Like he woke up suddenly, but realized there was nothing to be alarmed about, he straightened his gaze at the vampire. "One night's affair does not equate being constantly distracted by horny thoughts."
Yusho shook his head, but offered his fallen student an arm to get up. Pulling him to his feet, he continued fixated on Emilia. She said that, but he wasn't convinced she was too different a breed of creature from her king. However, this was a fact of becoming an icon: you could not control what others made of the image that lived independent of you.
"Still, that sounds like a right bucket of shit to waddle through," he said. "So what might said ruler be up to at this moment?"