03-06-2017, 09:32 PM
He knows immediately that he has not responded correctly to Leliana's... brokenness. Desole the Hellhound, mommy dearest, had never taken the time to show him that there were ways to respond to threats that did not involve anger, so he is suddenly confused. He extends his maw to her, thinking for a moment that she needs a stable touch or a steady hand, but then he simply hovers, inches from her marred skin, and holds his wavering breath.
It doesn't matter.
Dahmer releases his breath swiftly, as if it was punched from his chest, "It matters to me," his words almost frantic. Dahmer is tense beneath he black coat, flexing in the sun each time he anxiously shifts his weight. He doesn't move, though -- neither closer, or farther away. He can feel the heat of Leliana's body from here, and her excruciating sadness just as palpable.
"Tell me what I can do, Leli."
His blue eyes plead to her, silently and urgently.
ooc / sorry for how short this is
ran out of time and wanted to have something up for you!
It doesn't matter.
Dahmer releases his breath swiftly, as if it was punched from his chest, "It matters to me," his words almost frantic. Dahmer is tense beneath he black coat, flexing in the sun each time he anxiously shifts his weight. He doesn't move, though -- neither closer, or farther away. He can feel the heat of Leliana's body from here, and her excruciating sadness just as palpable.
"Tell me what I can do, Leli."
His blue eyes plead to her, silently and urgently.
ooc / sorry for how short this is
ran out of time and wanted to have something up for you!D A H M E R
break some bread
for all my sins