ABHORRENCE

The brute took another long moment to look over the female as he awaited her reply. She was small, something he was just noticing but was blatantly obvious. She stood near a foot shorter than him, and looked to be about half his size. The massive male wondered at how he had failed to notice before. Her size did not take away from her confidence though. He doubted little that this woman would let a small stature bleed into a small personality.



Seraphim watched through narrowed eyes as she finally relaxed, and noticed that he exhaled himself. Apparently he had been holding his breath while waiting, but he couldn't figure out why. He offered a small smile and nodded in response. It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I apologize again for intruding... Are you okay?



Even as the words spilled from his mouth, Seraphim was questioning himself. What had gotten into him? He never spoke to others, unless for some personal gain. He hated conversation, hated company. But if that was truly so, why was he comfortable now? He should have simply walked away, back to his home, but he was rooted to the spot. Against his own will he seemed determined to find out what was ailing the woman before him.