Gyrfalcon's Keep That I could be looking for

For several moments, she'd kept her gaze off of him with her head turned away. She knew not how to respond to what had happened, and so her solution was to ignore the situation until she was no longer able to do so. To allow for several minutes in which she did not have to regard him, where she could then ease her mind and push past his doings. It was a natural occurrence—she'd told herself this time and time again, the words having slowly but surely started to take effect. He'd been unable to prevent it, and that was that. Though why he'd chosen to examine himself still eluded her, not knowing of his own confusions. By the time he'd leaned towards he, she'd felt herself prepared to witness him once again, and so his request had been responded to.

When she'd glanced back at him, the inches that had been stolen from the space between them had nearly gone unnoticed. It was when her eyes had scanned over his body—she liked to believe that it was against her will—that she'd noticed the change in his posture; a slight tilt of his body, nose closer to her form than it'd previously been. Since he'd taken no steps, she'd said nothing of his shift and had instead removed her stare from him once more. Asterr did not view his act as having gone against her order, for his entire body had not moved and that was what she'd been most concerned about. An approach made by his entire self, an intrusion of her personal space. She was not so harsh in her ruling to expect that he move not even an inch.

Their thoughts were not the same, however, but that was something she'd remained unaware of. As she'd stolen another glimpse his way, she'd been met with a stance that could not quite be understood. It was most peculiar, this time making it so she did not look away. With knitted brows her maw had parted, voice readying itself as her fascination grew. "What are you doing?" the girl had asked, a slight tilt to her head being displayed. "Has something hit you?" A falling rock, perhaps, or some other type of gift from the birds that roosted there? It was out of habit and her need to assist others in need that she'd taken a hesitant step forward, silently insisting that he look up so that she could better inspect him.