[That creeping realization that he might have something to apologize for is shoved away for the moment, likely to eat away at him for later. His damage isn't bad: he didn't experience pain, but the disorientation from it still makes him shudder. It all comes back to him quickly, refreshed and rebooted out of his fever though he is.
So quickly she went from staunchly determined to return to her office, he recalls, to dwelling here for his sake. His sake, despite his loss of control — and it was no small wonder that she should've felt inclined toward running. It's a way to get company, that's for sure...
To her question, he doesn't even need to think. He nods.]
I'll be fine. I'm always fine... haha.
[To emphasize just how fine he is, he leans against the wall behind him and raises a leg, tracing a claw along his thigh... sexily... god.]
Don't worry about me, darling. [A beat.] Litha isn't your cup of tea, is it?
[A prompt, assuming she's wanting to depart. He's at least not crazed and predatory anymore... He tips his head.]
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So quickly she went from staunchly determined to return to her office, he recalls, to dwelling here for his sake. His sake, despite his loss of control — and it was no small wonder that she should've felt inclined toward running. It's a way to get company, that's for sure...
To her question, he doesn't even need to think. He nods.]
I'll be fine. I'm always fine... haha.
[To emphasize just how fine he is, he leans against the wall behind him and raises a leg, tracing a claw along his thigh... sexily... god.]
Don't worry about me, darling. [A beat.] Litha isn't your cup of tea, is it?
[A prompt, assuming she's wanting to depart. He's at least not crazed and predatory anymore... He tips his head.]