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Good to know they're both anxious messes, lmfao. Match made in heaven.

The other man's sudden movements cause him to jolt instinctively, ready to run if he did anything crazy. But it seemed the stranger was just as fearful as him — if not more, for he dropped to a crouch, belly almost flat on the ground. The wolves' eyes met, and the tension dissipated. Gundham almost wanted to laugh at the coincidence of finding someone just as fearful as he was. It quelled his anxiety, finding comfort in that parallel. The stranged finally nodded at his question. He opened his mouth to speak, but as if unable, no words came forth. Gundham swore he didn't see a tongue in his mouth, but that was absurd, so he figured his eyes had seen wrong. The stranger probably just struggled with words as he often did.

The man appeared distraught, then. Gundham really didn't know what he could do to help but felt inclined to try, anyway. I can't fix your leg, but maybe it will heal itself. Can you walk? Maybe we could find someplace for you to rest, He said, voice becoming stronger from both gained confidence and further use. Gundham remained where he was for now. While he wanted to help, he was still highly uncomfortable with even the prospect of being touched.