Running [Ifrit]

There was a lot that the dame before him did that sort of confused him, her methods for coping, for one. While he would prefer to fight everything that came his way, and get a little broken in the process, she chose to run. Did she run from her problems...? Was her urge to run symbolic of what she did when it came to conflict? He certainly hoped not. Ifrit himself was a man that rarely used words, but fact of the matter was he did his best to not just leave things standing in the open. He silenced his foes and he refused to let anyone turn their back to him.

"I duh nute knew whoot theese tahg eese," He said and his head would turn to the side in wonderment. What exactly as she trying to get him to do here? Surely she did not expect him to run? As large as he was, he was quite aware of the fact he was not going to be able to surpass the woman's own speed. Perhaps if that was what she wanted then they could translate her game of tag to something like fighting, there really was not much he understood with the woman...how could he understand her, even just speaking to her lost him...let alone trying to actually follow her.





Speech!