( ari sighs into drake's fur once he calms a bit, running a soothing hand over the soft fur of his back, a vague attempt at easing tension. like drake's own brief moment of calm, ari reflects it, before he too stands on more alert, eyeing aymeric's sword from tip to hilt. his toes wiggle briefly. he eases on the cold look, thinking he's being a bit rude. )
< Exacerbating is a nice word. Let's look it up later, I have no idea what this guy is saying. >
My name's Ari'el. This is my boyfriend, Drake.
( he doesn't bother to explain the logic behind werewolves -- he's more used to saying little, especially when he doesn't know what world this guy comes from. with a provided amount of caution still in his voice, he gestures back to aymeric, swallowing audibly. he is pretty bad at dealing with strangers. ) Um -- he says, we think we might be familiar with your kind. You look like ... uh, elf, or pixie, or -- something like that. Anyway. Can you lower your sword? Drake won't hurt you now that he knows I'm safe.
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< Exacerbating is a nice word. Let's look it up later, I have no idea what this guy is saying. >
My name's Ari'el. This is my boyfriend, Drake.
( he doesn't bother to explain the logic behind werewolves -- he's more used to saying little, especially when he doesn't know what world this guy comes from. with a provided amount of caution still in his voice, he gestures back to aymeric, swallowing audibly. he is pretty bad at dealing with strangers. ) Um -- he says, we think we might be familiar with your kind. You look like ... uh, elf, or pixie, or -- something like that. Anyway. Can you lower your sword? Drake won't hurt you now that he knows I'm safe.