Removing himself from the draping darkness, he nodded his head at her clarification and brushed away lolling tendrils. Perhaps it was late at night ; but that wasn’t exactly abnormal. At least to him.
Approaching.
❝ Eh —
— I guess. ❞
Definitely must be me, then..
Why else would he reply to her in such a manner after revealing himself from the shadows: Either she made absolutely no sense at all, or he simply understood but couldn’t relate. A light rub to the back of her neck.
"I’m..— going to assume that you’re something of a nightowl, yes?"
Curse her fear..!
If it was possible to sense fear, he would have called it out immediately. Squinting momentarily as if struggling to witness what had unfolded ; he brought himself close enough to be considered normal.
❝ More or less ;
but what are you doing at this hour ? ❞