Dawnlark Plains Don't You Leave Me Brokenhearted Tonight

She definitely wasn't an illusion this time. The scene was familiar but it wasn't a dream which meant it was the real deal. Esaro was already unsure of what to even say to her but when Grace started approaching at a fast pace he took only a step back. He was afraid of being attacked once again. That's really what he felt would really happen. Although it didn't really show he believed that Grace was angry at him and she too wanted to get a bite in. By now he should have understood that he should run away. However this was Grace, He did something wrong to her so this time he told himself to just stay and take it. He wasn't going to avoid the punishment he deserved from her.

His heart panicked when she halted in front of him. This is it, whatever comes next was likely going to hurt worse than anything else he experienced. He closed his eyes and braced for impact. The force he felt against his chest didn't hurt at all. Was he somehow used to pain that he just didn't feel it? Esaro had to take a look at what was really going on. Grace was simply pushing against him, it wasn't an attack at all. Her whimpering confused him even more. He basically stood there. He didn't understand at all. "Shouldn't you be mad at me? I.. I did hurt you.. I mean, not on purpose." He said unsteadily. She should be mad at him, all he expected was to get mauled by her.