We need to talk

Isardis wasn?t really the one anybody thought to go to when troubled with emotions, and that was likely with good reason. He would chuckle again at her words, swaying slightly as he would take his time to respond; grooming at the dust that littered his forearms and coral paws. ?I am unfamiliar with such sentiment; why plague your mind with the potential of wounding his weak emotions? Surely there is only one way to find out for sure?? he almost snickered, sparing her barely a moment of eye-contact as he would again work at cleaning the opposite limb, ?If he crumbles before you then so be it.? Clearly, The King had not been the right person to come to with such issues, however as she continued their conversation he would make a rude point of ignoring her question, suddenly distracted by his own, ?Does he fancy to mate you, is that where the problem lies? Or is his idea of such feelings purely one based upon gutless thoughts??