Too overprotective? That was a thing? Of all the responses Zhi had envisioned this man having to her little stunt, telling her his room wasn't safe enough (seas drown her, but what a rutting stupid thing to say!) had not even occurred to her. Who said that?
She dipped her head, bit her lip -- hide her surprise, hide her irritation -- and wrapped her arms around herself. Her tail was nearly pressed between her legs, ears back: misery personified.
"I don't want t'leave," she whispered, glancing around before settling on the door behind him. Begging. Was she reduced to begging? Seriously?
Whatever it took.
"Please don't m-make me leave. Not yet. Please?"
She dipped her head, bit her lip -- hide her surprise, hide her irritation -- and wrapped her arms around herself. Her tail was nearly pressed between her legs, ears back: misery personified.
"I don't want t'leave," she whispered, glancing around before settling on the door behind him. Begging. Was she reduced to begging? Seriously?
Whatever it took.
"Please don't m-make me leave. Not yet. Please?"