Solaris nodded his assent, glad to know that it had been taken care of and would likely not pose any future issues. ""I hope not, too. You're too pretty to have scars!" He said without thinking about it. A beat passed, and his ears pinned back, his eyes going wide as he leaned backwards. Oh crap, why did he say that? ""I mean, uh, I didn't mean that. Well I mean I did mean that, just not in like, well. Okay, I'm not like, hitting on you okay? Not that you're not worthy of that its just we kind of just met and all, and wow I really sound like an idiot so I'll stop talking now." And he did just that, his mouth shutting with an audible click.
So, step one of making himself look like a complete and utter idiot was complete. And boy did it feel miserable. He should have just left it at the beginning, that's what any other self respecting guy would have done, just let it be. She would have realized how he meant it without him sitting there explaining it like a buffoon. ""I'm sorry, I'm just really not very good at talking to girls." God he just wanted to bury his head in the ground, or claw open the ice and dive into the lake to freeze to death.
""B-but yeah, she did. I guess that's why everyone says to uh, expect the unexpected," he muttered, trying to get his part of the conversation back on the tracks. Her offer to have him go to her pack made him think, though he wondered if she would take it back now that he'd proven himself a total buffoon. ""Well, maybe. I guess my only thing would be I don't know if I would fit in well, you know?" Obviously if there were a lot of women, he'd be in trouble.
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