Lost Creek Hollow girl you party all the time

corinna hummed, waiting out his stutters and stammers with as much patience as she could muster. he was nervous, at least, she quite liked that-- though it was for a different reason, she wasn't too typically keen on intimidation factor in that manner. with a gentle shrug, corinna let him know, "i'm very pretty," and then dipped her nose in a soft laugh. "i could tell," she mused, and though typically she would've gone with a 'i couldn't tell', something told her xan wouldn't catch onto it's real meaning. or maybe he would-- corinna was just making assumptions.

"well, i'm sorry i invaded your personal space, xan," she added with a quick flick of her ears and a genuine smile. if she came off as rude, she'd solve the issue right here and now... no point in making an enemy with someone who (apparently) had control over a bear.