Where a God roams. [Derecho]

Shit, he had been paying attention. Slow and aloof, the pale man canted his head in her direction. Tail drooping between her thighs, she remained still. Far enough away to run if she needed to, but not so far as to be out of earshot. When his shoulders straightened, swelled with bravado and arrogance, she thought about leaving. "You are in the presence of a god. What is it you wish for? What is the desire of your heart?" His voice was not booming, but still too sickly sweet. Now, the god schtick was familiar. The locals around here seemed to believe themselves to be deities.

Pale crimson optics would shutter, lids dropping to narrow her gaze. He stepped closer. The shade matched each one of his forthcoming strides for one of her own, backpedalling to retain her bubble of safety. Hell no. This guy wasn't getting any closer than he already was- not with that attitude. "I don't want anything from you, weirdo." She snapped in reply, ever defensive. Auds tipped back warily, gaze roving the area in search of an escape route. It paid to be careful in these parts.