too hot to care

Irenea flicks her ear back as the man stands straight, her head lifting. She looks up at him with a smile unphased by the expression on the man's face. Then he spoke only one word and her brows furrowed briefly, followed by a single thought on why he could possibly be leaving so quick, and then as her eyes followed the black mass he falls. And a sputtering breath is exhaled through her nares as she watches him, before approaching slowly. He is a growling mess as he demands her to leave, and she rolls her eyes at him.

"You're hurt, let me help." She says gently as she continues her approach, her body language is nothing but gentle as she moves closer. She paid no mind to the warnings he released, she wouldn't let someone push her away when they needed help. As he stood, she moved to stand in front of him, eyes trailing down to see the injury on his paw. For a second she considered commenting on his usage of Greek before shrugging her shoulders just slightly.

Her considerably smaller grey paw reached forward, growing closer but not quite touching him as her head turned up to look at him. Bright blue eyes meeting his deep red ones, "Please? You can leave afterward, but at least let me patch up your paw for you." She continued as she moved to grab his paw, wanting to inspect the injury closer and how best to proceed with it. Then her eyes trailed back up his form to meet his again, "You don't have to share your name but mine is Irenea." She stated, voice soft as she looked up at him. Waiting very patiently to see if he allowed her to help him.

"speech"