Sunbeam Lair baby, i do what i like

He's met with a growl, stiffened posture; it's all rather baffling. He can only assume he'd offended Daighre deeply with the contact. I won't touch you again, if you don't want me to, He offers, voice the same monotone as ever. It doesn't seem like enough, so he adds, I can leave if you prefer. It doesn't matter much to him; he's already accepted that he likely won't get anywhere with this man. The only thing that keeps him trying is a lack of anything else to do, and an inexplicable fascination with how every interaction with Daighre seems to go wrong for the most baffling of reasons.