The moment that Guy saw Ilia's hand reaching out for him, he knew that something terrible was about to happen. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to pull back, and so contact was made, causing him to tense up and scoot his chair backward as far as he possibly could in one movement.

He'd managed to avoid screaming, at least, but he started heaving in breaths as he felt his throat close up. It took a few seconds for him to calm down, at which point he gave Ilia an apologetic stare.

"Sorry, I... I have a condition," he admitted. "It's... well, I can't have women touch me without responding like that." Or worse, but he didn't need to admit to all of the gritty details. "Anyway, you don't have to apologize. You weren't insensitive at all, really. I just wish Claude, Anise, and I had been able to properly warn you." He also hoped they could move past that little hiccup with his phobia without it being too big of a deal.