Lessons never end

As if on que her ears had all but flattened to her head. Just as he had predicted in his head the woman had loathed his chuckle. On top of that his words seemed to calm her only to irritate her again. Admitting to being surprised at her voiced thanks had calmed her a bit, even got her to look up at him absent her fear for him. Mentioning that he had never meant to make her feel bad however only earned him another frown. I'll take a frustrated frown over fear any day he thought to himself.

Her next response would gain his full attention. It was good to know he wasnt the only one that felt awkward,  but he hated that he made her feel uncomfortable in anyway. For a moment all he could do was stare at her, momentarily without words.

It wasnt intil she addressed her current situation that Max would have a response. A nod would be given "Your current scent is distracting...kind of intoxicating actually" he would admit aloud at last and then instantly wished he hadn't and would take another step backwards and looked away again as if to say he meant what he said the last time they had spoken. He wouldnt touch her without permission.

He would stand there quietly for a few seconds before speaking again. "I think well find a new normal to call our own, or at least I hope we will." he would look back up at her, feeling stupid for admitting his feelings to her a second time. Especially since the first time had gone over about as well as a fish out of water.