Sunbeam Lair natural obsolescence

She chose the distance between them by taking a seat of her own, and while he did not join her in the motion quite yet, he was quick to find some sort of relief in it even so. Accordingly, he shifted his weight around and maybe seemed a little less tense now. It felt that way to him, and on cue, his eyes followed her gesture's direction. More relief, too. "That is good to know," he said, nodding slow but appreciatively, even as she apologized--and he sort of missed why she would feel the need to, exactly.

Blinking, he felt the need to diffuse that for some reason. "Oh.. ah, do not be sorry, not to me. I just--it is good to be overcautious with packs, I have found," he admitted as his ears fell, and he tried to not make it more awkward to handle but he had survived largely on his own this far thanks to this mindset. If anything, he still felt like he should be sorry now. "It was a while ago that the pack I knew was here, so I am very.. dated on what or who is near," he went on with to further clarify though his voice was already getting tired. Nothing about her packscent, now that he had a clearer idea of it, made him remember anything from when he had been Ryūjin.