Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180319023450

The young man looks up at the tall armored man, mostly the fact that he now blotted the view form the rest of the group. He bounces up, of course with a step away "Nothing, nothing! It's just how I rest, really..."

He tries to laugh a bit but it mostly comes out forced, his eye constantly darting between the 7-foot man in metal standing before him and the woman who wanted to 'taste' him. Just looking at her made him nervous. Actually, everything in this place made him slighty unnerved. Tirush has merely...breached his safety bubble, in a way.

He looks again at the count and Tirush, standing at the door's entrance. The young man makes a few adjustment in his steps as to have the tall man directly between his and the rest of the group's line of sight, before squatting once more, taking as little space as possible. His chin resting on his palm, he start muttering inaudible words again, forgetting quite literally that Praetor was stil standing close.