He is unsure how she will react, the female covered within the muck but his instincts are preparing him for what his mouth could have possibly provoked. The warmth in his cheeks do not deter him as orange eyes glance occasionally for an escape route should she take offense. Before looking back at the mountain female, wondering if she too would find some offense in him if he took her with him, the desire to keep her safe is still new, but he knows she is one of Daenerys and he could not stand to see her harmed due to her mouth should things turn south. Ears flicker at the sound of the female but he has yet to look back upon her, that is until a much harsh sound breaks from her. Stilling him as his head turns and orange eyes fall upon her just as her words are given.

          At that, you can visibly seem him deflate along side of the mountain one. Pleased that she had not intended to take insult to his wayward tongue as he watches a toothy grin begin, his own lips attempts to mimic the carefree action yet fall flat despite trying so instead his tail raises slightly to sway back and forth in a gentle motion. It is at her next words does his tail sway a bit harder, finding a sliver of joy at perhaps correcting this somewhat awkward get together. Hoping that he could correct his flaws. As orange eyes now turn slightly to peek at the mountain one from the side as his ears relax and his posture seems to gentle. At her words does his tail falter slightly, as he swallows and gives a soft yet fleeting smile. He would not blame her if she choose something else to do with her time. Nodding his head in a silent agreement before turning back to speak, but before words spill it is the other one voice that cause him to pause.

          At her words does his eyes ignite in a mirth as he tilts his head almost dramatically at her, blinking as they trail down her muck covered body. And he knows it is going to happen, the way his cheeks burn giving it away and his tongue slips before he catches himself. "Well at the moment, you mostly resemble a creature from the lagoon." His brows furrow before straightening and eyes widen slightly, but it is the warm sound that is given. A much more smoother and gentler laugh that reveals his tone is merely playful. Even as his eyes glance elsewhere, unsure if she would once again allow his tongue the freedom is so demanded. Before she could possibly react he turns around moving away from the pair before pausing and looking back, deep voice slipping. "Come, let us seek warmer and... less smelly waters to fall in." Another attempt at a joke as he gives a lopsided grin, before his tail waves and he is off, hoping they would find some release of tension in a run to the grotto. As he questions mentally this obvious change, for the nerves were fleeting and the male beneath the hate and fear there is the real soul emerging.

Is this the end i feel?

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