He stepped where he said, putting some more distance between them.
But the Hermit seemed to suffer from a panick attack so he spoke with a soft voice.
"Try to take a deep breath...
It's okay, I'm away, I'm not moving...
Just breath, please."
He said that with a worried tone.
i'm sorry. go over there — away. sorry, go.
( hermit's voice is an insistent, quavering thing, flicking his gaze fron feliks over to the exit. doesn't answer, and keeps looking at him as though he might bite his head off — like something to fear, something to avoid. )
Auch.
That hurt...
"Mh... What are you so scared about?"
He is standing a bit away from him, now, he stepped back after the slap.
But that one is still trembling.
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@romatotomato7 Naaa, it's just that I don't want to bring you to a restaurant where you already know the recipes to your heart.
I was hoping it would've pleased you a small change once in a while.
@romatotomato7 Oh no, I was thinking something more exotic.
There's a nice Iranian restaurant near my house.
I believe that would be quite a funny experience to make, especially for you.