get tangled up in you

He was finished tending to the claw in a heart beat and stood back again, giving the blind girl some space. He shook his head, the gesture for himself as he looked on in amusement. "You poor thing" he said heartlessly at her pity party. She was independent and strong, and he was astonished at how much she was capable of. If she couldn't see it, nothing he said would enlighten her. Perhaps one day she would realize these little mishaps where common place for everyone, and she need not feel so useless. He shrugged, or maybe she wouldn't, that was up to her.

He would not be fooled at her difficulty in apologizing, through she managed it some how past her pride. The word was a little chewed up and spat out but he had no problem dusting it off. "Your very welcome, my lady. The time and effort was well worth it for the mere gratitude and appreciation I can see in the wonder that is your pale eyes" he promised her, completing the flourish with a delicate bow. "Now, my sweet winter rose, do tuck in your thorns so I might take your arm and lead you to the simple wonder I have stumbled upon in the I strange and wondrous land." Apparently once he turned on the lavish charm it was was a little more difficult to change tracks. Ah well, who could blame him for finding amusement in his prickly companion. He rose to his feet, waiting to see if she would follow him. he explained to her.