Moonspear that’s just who i am this week.

Penn had given up on trying to anticipate what Fenn's reactions to him were going to be quite a while ago. He was always wrong, but that's why he enjoyed being around her so much. Good or bad, the way she responded to him always kept him on his toes. It was what had drawn him to her when they'd first met. It was probably what kept bringing him back time and time again. And it was fortunate that he had because he did not see this one coming at all.

It took him a few heartbeats to even realize what she was doing. The sight of tears in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks was so foreign to him, he didn't believe it for a second. He had realized before she had been banged up and bruised pretty badly, but he suddenly felt like a big ol' dumb ass to see he had underestimated the depth of that hurt by a significant margin.

He didn't know what to do now.

So, once again. He did what he wanted and steadily closed the distance between them to settle onto his haunches beside her. She could lean in and find him right there if she wanted. Alternatively, he was also near enough she could shove him away too. It was up to her, but he touched her ear very briefly with his nose, just so she would know she had some options. He was there.