bleeding out into space
10-28-2016, 12:39 AM
It didn't matter who it was, generally Razor was a skidish guy anyway. He kept to himself, didn't bother anyone and he felt his walls slapping right back up again. Regardless if poser was trying to be friendly, the sudden invitation that he didn't want to swim alone had him on edge. Razor's hackles raised a little as his heart pounded against his chest, scrambling for a sense of words for a second. Though he knew Poser meant well, he unconscious moved on his paws. Shuffling in his spot as he stayed reserved. Razor smiled nervously, giving off an uncomfortable laugh that was a slight wheeze.
"I'm sorry, I can't swim very well in the springs. Not now anyway, funny as it is I can only soak a bit before my lungs start to ache." he wasn't completely untrue. However he simply didn't want to jump into these waters with what he considered to be a complete stranger. He merely knew his name and his accent and thus far Razor wasn't getting any comfortable feelings as he probably should have. |
