Lost Creek Hollow Once I Get a Grip

She entered, and his bones crawled. Oh gods, was this a good thing? A bad thing? He was sure this was a very, very bad thing. Whose kid was this, anyways? He wasn't all too familiar with everyone here. She was cute, yes, but cute babies resulted in him getting mauled and he wasn't so sure about that anymore.

"Ahhhhhh-" he thought out loud, pressing himself a little farther back against the stone and wall until he couldn't anymore. He was trapped.

With a child.

He blinked. "AhHhhh-.. Sss'come from Kvarsheim. Pack not too far over," he motioned outwards in some random way, upturning his jaw to do so. "Your Doc's been working on me." And doing a damn good job, he wouldn't admit. "Got into a fight," he informed her gently next, believing children were easy to hold over and weren't at all questioning.