Talk enough sense and you'll lose your mind

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Torin waited patiently as she gulped down his offered meal, the corners of his mouth quirking up only slightly, the only sign that her obvious hunger had amused him. She finished and the remains of her meal ended up between his paws. He spared it only a glance, his own hunger flared for a moment, just reminding him it was there. As he finished speaking his gaze unconsciously slid upwards again to meet hers and his own face became a mask of impassivity as her intense stare shifted to an awkward if not totally uncharming forced smile.

Words tumble from her lips and he nodded, his own disappointment not even flickering across his face. He only blinked as she stumbled, his own curiosity hidden behind his mask. He couldn't exactly fault her logic, if he hadn't been raised among the wolves of Lirim would he have ever chosen a pack for himself? Now there was a thought, his path could have been very different, instead of gunning for alpha he could have never wanted to be found in that society.

She smiled again and despite himself a rush of blood flooded his face, she had gone so suddenly from stern to well... cute! Torin felt his stomach flip nervously. Are all women going to be like this? Gods, I think I'd rather live as a hermit than have to contend with these sudden shifts! He had no way of knowing if this was about to turn the way his previous meeting with the blue eyed girl would go. He hoped not, he wasn't sure he could handle that. Torin blinked a few times, his gaze flicking rapidly between the space directly behind her and her face, clearly fighting his own surprise and uncertainty at her sudden shift.

Finally he cleared his throat. "I -uh. I would like that, but for your sake." Torin finally managed say, stumbling over his own words. "I won't force you, it was an offer made in good faith, not because I feel you owe me anything."