below decks

From somewhere in the shadows of the room, likely under the piles of bedding that were stuffed into corners and nooks, a low feminine voice. The titan grunted with belated surprise, mottled gunmetal gaze shifting towards the source of the voice until he thought they saw the yellow reflection of light against canine optics from the far side of the room. They took a half step into the room, flashing a lopsided smile in that direction. They offered a dip of their head, a slow and measured movement of apology. "Sorry, ma'am. Didn't mean to intrude," they rumbled, a deep baritone from a solidly built chest. "Didn't realize anyone was home." they added, lifting their gaze again to try and pinpoint the form of the fae who lingered just out of sight.

"I can head further up to the deck to wait it out, if you'd prefer." the monochrome giant offered with a backwards flick of the ear, flashing a pale spot along its back not unlike that of a tiger. Already they were retreating from the doorway, their massive and imposing frame disappearing behind the wooden frame inch by inch. Invading someone's home during a storm was a dangerous place to be, after all.