So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits

He hadn’t expected to render her speechless. For the most part, he was mostly just babbling. Whatever popped into his head seemed to be running straight out of his mouth. He grinned a little shyly however at her embarrassment. “One of a kind. Nice. I think us tough guys are a dime a dozen” he teased.

He sat up a little as she got to her paws. Had he scared her off. He opened his mouth, wondering if she would offer an apology, when he realised she was only going through her basket. He closed his mouth again, and simply watched her instead. He wondered if turning to healing-things helped to settle her nerves. He resolved to be a good boy, and not upset her any further. Assuming of course he could get his traitorous mouth under control. “Sure, go ahead” he said, raising his paw a little to give her more leverage to wrap it.

"Senryū Cavaliere-Klein"