[His posture immediately relaxes, though that doesn't make her any less dangerous. It's one thing to confront someone attacking someone else, but having the weapon turned on him is a completely different matter. He's not brave or a hero. Anything exciting he's ever done has either been from behind the safety of a computer screen or hasn't gone that well for him.
Next time maybe he should accept that in advance. For now he's going to have to stick this out. Still, for all his nervousness his mind is still working on how to get out of this situation alive. She doesn't know what's happening, which means she needs him for answers. She's smaller than he is, but armed, and he's no fighter in the first place. He needs to avoid fighting her. He's in good physical shape though and he's not backed up against anything if he needs to run. He knows Vandare better than she does too. And, judging by the squint and all too familiar way she's touching her nose she's short sighted too. Unlike him, she doesn't have her glasses.
He hopes it won't come to the point he has to fight or get away from her though. She's scared. He was too when he first washed up here. It would be better if he can keep her calm, make her understand he's not a threat to her. He nods, smiling in what he hopes is a reassuring manner. Maybe her vision is still good enough to at least get a hint of it.]
Right. I'm a faerie, but there are lots of other kinds too. The humans are all from here, but every monster here washed up just like you did. We get what it's like. Most of us want to help you.
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Next time maybe he should accept that in advance. For now he's going to have to stick this out. Still, for all his nervousness his mind is still working on how to get out of this situation alive. She doesn't know what's happening, which means she needs him for answers. She's smaller than he is, but armed, and he's no fighter in the first place. He needs to avoid fighting her. He's in good physical shape though and he's not backed up against anything if he needs to run. He knows Vandare better than she does too. And, judging by the squint and all too familiar way she's touching her nose she's short sighted too. Unlike him, she doesn't have her glasses.
He hopes it won't come to the point he has to fight or get away from her though. She's scared. He was too when he first washed up here. It would be better if he can keep her calm, make her understand he's not a threat to her. He nods, smiling in what he hopes is a reassuring manner. Maybe her vision is still good enough to at least get a hint of it.]
Right. I'm a faerie, but there are lots of other kinds too. The humans are all from here, but every monster here washed up just like you did. We get what it's like. Most of us want to help you.