leave me out to sea

'her fur has fallen out? how bizarre...'

grïmmjow stares inscrutably at the pretty woman, listening to her wither in self-loathing and pity. the scarred brute looked on, his ears perking and eyes hone in on the parts of her body that were bare. for a while he remains silent, probably making the woman uncomfortable in the process. he may be a huge prick, but when it comes to the ladies he is the complete opposite - unless they come at him the wrong way from jump. grïmm moves closer to her, closing the distance between them so that now he was able to settle down to the right of her, gently brushing against her right flank. he sits proudly beside her, tail attempting to wrap gracefully around her body as if to comfort her in some way. he wasn't the best at showing sympathy, considering he wasn't the most tender lad around.

grimm clears his throat, looking over his left shoulder and angling his head in such a way that allowed him to get a better view of her face. horns and all. she was quite pretty, despite her fur falling out. that did not cripple her beauty in any way. "and this upsets you?" grimm questions with a charming smile plastered on his face. he didn't want her to feel ugly, because that she certainly was not. "you are irresistibly beautiful, fur or not. remember that." he studies her facial features for a moment longer before his large head gyrates to the right so that his steeled gaze looks out across the land.

"speech"