Haunted Wood My oh my!

Sorry! I just got back from Cali and I’ve been preoccupied haha! ?

“I do not expect you to trust me so completely so fast, cariña. I am an outsider after all.” He points out with a weak smile and a shrug.

Walking closer to meet her he shakes himself off and with the motion metaphorically shakes off whatever issues he’s apparently having. He doesn’t like to bother others with his issues. He never has had someone to talk to and he doesn’t need one now. So shielding his emotionally weak self with that devil that always seems to shake through the cracks is what he does. 

Gabriel’s facade of that devilish killer comes back in full and that horrid smirk reaches his maw. Rolling over to her easily, he gently butts his head against the crook of her neck and shoulder. The thick plume of her fur is like lying his head on a cloud he briefly relates before pulling back.

“Do not worry about me, chica. There is no point to.” He says finally, his voice casual despite his words.