talk to me honey, if you think it's funny

*Gerhardt* · 05-22-2013, 11:53 AM

Every color amethyst eyes would fall upon seemed darkened considerably more than normal. Gerhardt heaved a sigh, feeling the chill of the air buffet his frame. He hadn't given much thought to how cold he would be when he got out of the water, though he was realizing now how much of a fault that had been. He really was a fool. Vision sought the vacant spot between his paws as he curled his tail protectively around his haunches for added warmth. She would comment back on his icy tones, and immediately he regretted his harsh tone with her. Just because he was upset and distraught did not mean he needed to burden her with his troubles. "And you, mine..." he would respond in a calmer tone than before. The King most certainly owed every ounce of his strength to his subjects, and would dole it out in surplus if it were necessary.

A period of time passed in which the King suspected she were determining just why she was this far to the edge of the territory. He didn't take much note of it however, as he was currently drowning in his own thoughts between cursing himself for taking a swim. Finally her answer would come, a welcome relief to his own self-loathing. "Why, your fool King of course." Another biting comment, though this contained a much smaller dose of venom. The spite was directed at himself - and he hoped that she wouldn't take offense to his foul mood. Had it been anyone else he would have forced himself to hold his tongue, but the man felt relatively comfortable with Elphaba and was confident that she would be able to forgive him of his ill lyrics. Everyone had their bad days, right?

She offered him use of her home for a source of warmth, and Gerhardt nodded involuntarily - whether by a shiver or otherwise. A smile ghosted on his lips. "I would be grateful for that if you wouldn't mind a bit of company." Legs stretched as he pushed himself upward, feeling the chill take over the parts that had been momentarily warmed by his position. He would follow her if she allowed it, or take his leave and find one of his spare dens for warming himself.

"speeeeech"

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