Requiem felt horrible. He had not meant to scare anyone and yet he had done just that, causing the poor girl who had been enjoying the Hot Springs alone to yelp in fright and frantically pull herself from the soothing waters. There was nothing he could say to ease her worries or let her know that he was perfectly harmless, and he watched helplessly as she tensed her body in a protective arch, everything about her low and nonthreatening as if trying to dissuade him from attack. He sighed to himself, almost a whine, as he considered the horrible predicament he had put them both in, wishing there was some way to reverse it. But knowing of no such ability, he did the best he could.
"I'm sorry," he tried again, hoping that this time she might be able to hear him speak since neither of them were scrambling about scared or otherwise and that she might identify the sincere apology within his tone. His ears continued to rest against his head, his expression rueful and pleading. The last thing he wanted to do was cause such a rift that he might not be able to mend it, or that he might get similar reactions out of her later if and when they managed to meet again. Lot of good it would do for him to terrify one of his pack mates. "I wasn't expecting to see anyone here. And then all I saw was your face over the water," he explained, feeling silly as he went about it. She probably thought he might have been crazy and even more jumpy than she had been.
Feeling at a loss, he sighed heavily and said the first thing on his mind. "Please don't be scared. I can leave you want." Maybe that would have been better anyway, give them both a moment to recover and maybe try introducing themselves again under better conditions later.
