Redhawk Caldera you don't get me high anymore

Not at all, I can work with it ;P

As Kaizer staggered away, his heart hammering, his mind swirling, and Raven calling after him, he realized what a coward he was being. Since when did he run from anything that wasn't a detriment to his physicality? Since when had he become afraid of telling the truth? Since when had he gotten these... feelings?

He shuddered in disgust, slowing to a stop nearly thirty yards after her last word had died on the winter air, and he kept his back to the girl who had chosen not to pursue him. That fact didn't matter to him; it had been wise of her not to come after him anyway, because then he would have been too concerned with getting away from her, rather than thinking about the reason behind his craven retreat.

The Bluesummer rotated, spotting Raven as nothing but a black dot on the horizon, and beginning to walk back the way he had gone. His pace was decidedly dejected— sluggishly embarrassed, maybe— but by the time he reached her again, his stance had straightened, and his confidence was reborn as he dropped the rabbit at his feet again. "I'm not good with handling my feelings because I usually don't have them," he said quickly, having clearly worked up the nerve to say that exact sentence the entire way back to her. "I didn't mean to turn my back on you like that."

Funny how quickly he seemed to cycle through phases, turning something that normally could have lasted days or weeks, into mere minutes. "Seeing you like... this... is throwing me off, too," he huffed, head tilting very slightly.