[ Derek, always waiting for aggression, is at something of a loss. he eases up a little, and while his eyes are still openly wary, his hackles are down. his arms fold; it's a gesture which says that, cautious as he is, he's not about to attack. ]
Sounds like it. I'm not used to that. [ was that an apology? no. but it's as close as he's getting. ]
it's a blowtorch you're welcome
Sounds like it. I'm not used to that. [ was that an apology? no. but it's as close as he's getting. ]