Stavanger Bay with a crash

Were he human, he would be standing palms-up in surrender. Lacking the facilities for that, he merely froze, eyes widened comically. "O-oui," the man said, confirming her orders. It was not as if he'd been planning on running the tiny scrap of a woman down. But her.. fear? It made him flustered. 

He was careful to stay in place, still as a statue. He felt a bit silly. "I apologise?" Étoille said, or really, asked, for once the question mark made verbal. The poor tree was completely baffled by this strange display. He was large, sure. He knew that put some off despite his general harmlessness. But such a.. strong reaction, and before he'd even opened his mouth. "I will not approach you," he called to her. Just to reassure. "I am Étoille." Perhaps sharing his name would help calm her. Show her he was not threatening.