[ okay, so technically she listened to him. but she's also holding an angry struggling alien that looks fairly dangerous. had rin been a little less spooked, he might have approached this with more reason: he was the one who told her to put her hands up, they're surrounded by very flammable jungle, and maybe he should ask questions and shoot fire later.
he hesitates.
the thing is, rin's aim has been improving over the several days he's been using his gloves, but not to the extent that he can shoot the eel with any certainty. he might end up shooting the stranger. he might end up missing entirely and making a fool of himself.
finally, he lowers the gloves. the thing is, he doesn't actually want to hurt anyone; that's been the deciding factor every single time. even his combat training has done little to disavow him of his soft heart.
plus, he doesn't actually want to set the jungle on fire. (haha. haha.) ]
You can understand me.
[ it's muttered, a thought vocalized rather than an attempt at speaking to her. that puts her a step above all the angry beasts that he's encountered before. actually, the whole scene makes a lot more sense now. she'd just been fishing. shit. he ventures forward.
he eyes the eel. then maintains a healthy distance. ]
Thought you were a monster, sorry about - that. [ his manner isn't quite sheepish, but it's getting there.
not that mistaking her for a monster is any better, but. at least the gloves have their safety feature re-enabled. ]
no subject
he hesitates.
the thing is, rin's aim has been improving over the several days he's been using his gloves, but not to the extent that he can shoot the eel with any certainty. he might end up shooting the stranger. he might end up missing entirely and making a fool of himself.
finally, he lowers the gloves. the thing is, he doesn't actually want to hurt anyone; that's been the deciding factor every single time. even his combat training has done little to disavow him of his soft heart.
plus, he doesn't actually want to set the jungle on fire. (haha. haha.) ]
You can understand me.
[ it's muttered, a thought vocalized rather than an attempt at speaking to her. that puts her a step above all the angry beasts that he's encountered before. actually, the whole scene makes a lot more sense now. she'd just been fishing. shit. he ventures forward.
he eyes the eel. then maintains a healthy distance. ]
Thought you were a monster, sorry about - that. [ his manner isn't quite sheepish, but it's getting there.
not that mistaking her for a monster is any better, but. at least the gloves have their safety feature re-enabled. ]