"Mh-m-mhm but-you don't-seem like the stories-"
".. I beg your Pardon?"
His tone had shifted ever so slightly, not quite in a bad way-But just a little bit "intrigued". His glare of course, had sharpened ever so slightly into hers. By this point, he actually wasn't-Really "standing" anymore, his tail coiled slightly-And now he just seemed like he was sitting on himself. His hands on the other had, were laying slightly limp on his sides, he just.. didn't seem anything like the stories.. I mean the physical description, yes-But in terms of how people thought of him as?...Perhaps the villages just, made him sound worse than he really is.
...That-, ...That made him sit up a slight bit, hands stretching out ever so slightly...and a bit of a shocked look in eyes. His lips were slightly parted open, then-...Well, a low-sigh left from him, slouching back down once again, looking of to the side; His arms crossing over one another.
"...So that's what they think of me...-, (Yeah I decided to just stop the "Sss" shit. T/T)"
"...What do.. they say about me, exactly?.."
He, sorta didn't really seem like he noticed she apologized. He had looked back at her, bbut he didn't really seem.. all to well like before. Not sick, no.. just.. hurt. Look, this guy-He's a gentle person. He truly never has been able to take things like that to well, which you'll know why later, LATER on. But as of right now I'll only tell you this, He doesn't take harsh words lightly. Especially something like that.