[He's not sure it will be fine at all. But he has to be willing to trust Haru in situations like this. It's hard for him to feel comfortable sometimes, and part of Haru's draw, part of what makes Haru so irresistible that he worries he'd keep him as a possession if he tried to leave as a boyfriend...is that Haru is so comfortable everywhere he goes.
Dylas is glad he can't blush while he's undead, because just holding hands and letting his arm be swung around would do that to him.]
Lead the way, Haru. [And at least while he's nervous, he's still sort of...what's that word people use? He's sort of feeling like he's in a honeymoon phase, even if it's just from moving in. He fights past the nerves to add:] I'd go anywhere with you. ...Within reason.
[See, he's trying to be romantic. Wendigo don't usually get to feel like they're on a honeymoon.
Once they're standing in front of the stairs, however, his body language is a bit more tense. His tail is more active, his ears are turning more quickly towards sounds that normally wouldn't make them swivel—a passing car, footsteps. He's used to those things.]
How are my hooves? They've—we've been walking around for a while. They might be dirty.
[He's nervous about leaving a hoofprint. Why did he let Haru get all sexy and offer to go for a walk without his shirt, too? He finds himself scratching at his mane next.]
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Date: 2017-05-24 07:52 am (UTC)Dylas is glad he can't blush while he's undead, because just holding hands and letting his arm be swung around would do that to him.]
Lead the way, Haru. [And at least while he's nervous, he's still sort of...what's that word people use? He's sort of feeling like he's in a honeymoon phase, even if it's just from moving in. He fights past the nerves to add:] I'd go anywhere with you. ...Within reason.
[See, he's trying to be romantic. Wendigo don't usually get to feel like they're on a honeymoon.
Once they're standing in front of the stairs, however, his body language is a bit more tense. His tail is more active, his ears are turning more quickly towards sounds that normally wouldn't make them swivel—a passing car, footsteps. He's used to those things.]
How are my hooves? They've—we've been walking around for a while. They might be dirty.
[He's nervous about leaving a hoofprint. Why did he let Haru get all sexy and offer to go for a walk without his shirt, too? He finds himself scratching at his mane next.]