Normal...what was normal, exactly? His mind was far from it, that was a definite truth. That's how he had felt for so long, he didn't know what normal was anymore. The male relaxed slightly when she smiled, though wasn't it odd to see a larger male practically cowering in the presence of a smaller female? In fact, he wasn't really aware that he was doing it. Though maybe cowering wasn't exactly what he was doing...his posture was somewhere between sulking and weariness and defeat. Like the weight of the world was sitting right on his shoulders. And maybe, it really was.
She seemed friendly...but then again, so had others. And they would end up hurting him, using him, abusing and taking advantage of him. He wasn't a strong fighter, at least he didn't think he was. But he wasn't keen on fighting either, it only reminded him of the way his father would use it to take and destroy. There was never any good from fighting, not that he'd ever seen. "Sorry..." He cleared his throat a little, pale green eyes studying her as he locked in on her scent again. "You...you smell like a pack..." And not one he'd ever scented before.
"Speech"
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