You arrogant... Daemon berated himself. He didn't know anything about this realm, about this young woman, and he'd just assumed that she'd been concerned about being overheard and making a spectacle. Not that she needed to get out of there because of an impending, well, it felt like a witchstorm.
He followed her to his feet much more slowly, rising with fluid grace and trying to keep all the urgency he now felt out of his movements. It wouldn't do to draw any more attention to them than she did with hopping to her feet.
"Allow me to walk you out, then?" Because getting her out of here was starting to look like a very excellent idea. The flicker of the lights was alarming enough, and if whatever was about to happen was anything like a witchstorm in truth, emotional releases of psychic energy that manifested with violence, they needed to be away from bystanders. Not that he counted himself. "You can't hurt me."
Bold words for knowing shit-all.
He amends, "And if you do, it'll be my own fault."
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Date: 2019-05-28 07:28 pm (UTC)He followed her to his feet much more slowly, rising with fluid grace and trying to keep all the urgency he now felt out of his movements. It wouldn't do to draw any more attention to them than she did with hopping to her feet.
"Allow me to walk you out, then?" Because getting her out of here was starting to look like a very excellent idea. The flicker of the lights was alarming enough, and if whatever was about to happen was anything like a witchstorm in truth, emotional releases of psychic energy that manifested with violence, they needed to be away from bystanders. Not that he counted himself. "You can't hurt me."
Bold words for knowing shit-all.
He amends, "And if you do, it'll be my own fault."