This fragile bird
04-28-2014, 03:03 PM
He did not think about his words, what impact would they have on someone who hadn't been well? He often spoke to quickly, though his phrases would be in good intent. As he questioned her, he didn't miss how she froze, and he glanced about them. Had she seen something? He dismissed that idea as he looked around them. They weren't in immediate danger. He stepped towards her moving slowly, his blue eyes soft with concern. "Emer... You don't have to talk about it if you don't want too, but.. I can tell something's bothering you." He paused, "I know you don't know me very well, but I can be your friend if you want me too." He looked at her, his blue eyes seeking her amber-orange gaze. "You can talk to me if you want. I'm a good listener."
His voice was soft, as were his intents. He couldn't help but feel protective towards the female. Perhaps he was starting to attach himself to these Valhallan wolves? Maybe they could indeed become his family.