Her breathing was getting more regular and he could feel her tension starting to release, at least a little bit. The adrenaline started to leave his body and he felt the strain he'd put on his limbs just rushing over to help her, he closed his eyes and tipped his head back for a moment, taking a second to calm himself, breathing a sigh. He nodded absently as she started to speak, hearing her voice for the first time and then it clicked in his brain and Crux's anxiety shot up again. "Right!" He said a little too loudly, practically jumping to his paws... Or well whatever his equivalent was since he would never actually be nimble enough to actually jump to his paws. He bit down on a wince as he bumped his cuffed leg on the ground painfully as he moved but he was up and the girl was free! "Sorry." Blood had rushed to his face due to the whole thing and as he looked at her properly for the first time Crux realized she really was just small. He'd assumed she was a younger wolf, a child, but he could see there was maturity in her features, a lack of baby fat and it only made him blush deeper, his gaze shooting up to the sky as he tried to hide his embarrassment. Crux would never feel badly for doing what had to be done to help someone who needed it but that didn't mean he couldn't suddenly be self conscious about it, especially when he'd maybe done something otherwise a little too familiar with a total stranger.
"I'd give it a bit more time to make sure you're alright because sudden cold can trigger an attack but once you're sure it's probably a good thing to get a drink, help your throat." His gaze was still on the sky as he spoke. He tried to focus on the pendant against his chest, the cuff on his foreleg the usual items that helped him centre himself. It did help. He took a few deep breathes himself and finally lowered his gaze to watch the young woman. "Are you uh- Are you from around here?" He was worried about her being able to get home, maybe this was her home. Was this what others thought about him when they spotted him out and about? That thought made him hate that he'd even asked. "I'm from a pack nearby here if you need a place to stay or rest for a bit." His eyes slid down to his paws as he spoke, feeling so so aware of what it must look like to her, he'd practically held her against her will and now he was prying into where she lived, offering to take her home. He was usually pretty adept with his words but that was usually when the situation was less... Stressful. He could banter with the best of them, but that kinda required someone who could banter back. Right now? Right now all he could feel was how awkward he was, how unused to being around others his own age he was, how much his bedside manner sucked the moment the disaster was dealt with.
