[ Oh, well — that's much more of a mild reaction than they were expecting. Perhaps if this had happened at the beginning of the week, they would've continued cowering away or would have flat out considered bolting, but... actually, they've met a few really kind people in their time here within the castle walls. It feels marginally more believable that he might mean them no harm. As if to get a final gauge on this, they lift their eyes timidly, inwardly relieved when they see his arms raised.
Does it completely relax them? No, but after the week they've had here - they'll take any scrap of consideration they can. ]
Y... you don't have to. It was my fault. [ But they won't stop him, even if their heart rate jumps up a bit more at his approach. They stumble a little over their words, trying to get their point across. ] I mean— I don't want to distract you...
[ Their eyes drift to the door at the end of the hallway. He looked like he was doing something...? They're not sure what, but it seemed like he was keeping watch over something, from the short glimpse of what they saw. ]
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Does it completely relax them? No, but after the week they've had here - they'll take any scrap of consideration they can. ]
Y... you don't have to. It was my fault. [ But they won't stop him, even if their heart rate jumps up a bit more at his approach. They stumble a little over their words, trying to get their point across. ] I mean— I don't want to distract you...
[ Their eyes drift to the door at the end of the hallway. He looked like he was doing something...? They're not sure what, but it seemed like he was keeping watch over something, from the short glimpse of what they saw. ]