Snippet #2704651

At Akhira's notion that he was not the kind of person to do such a barbaric action, he slanted his exclaiming slightly "Well you have me there.." Followed by a light twist of his hip to adjust his stance. He was more than willing to wait her out of the small confines that she was able to work her way into. Though he would be lying if he said that there were not other more pressing matters in his day.

He laid a hand on the door of the wardrobe, and pressed against it lightly. Leaning up against it as slowly as he could manage, so close that he could feel her presence on the other side. She was so scared, but not in the sense that it was a scary place. More so because it was the unknown measure that consumed her in the moment. But deep in that feeling he could swear that the sense of hope was swimming around in that far flung mist.

He backed away from the wardrobe as soon as she began to press against the door, and was there to greet her with a slight smile. His stature placing her nearly square with his bare chest, having to crane her neck slightly even if she was a decent pace from him.

"Well my offer still stands if you are willing? He proposed for her to hear again.