Those dark eyes widened during the few seconds they met Lalataru's, and then they were abruptly looking down. "Y-you're -- " Zhavi went tense, and then she'd scooted back several inches, her hands up in front of her as if to ward the lalafel off. She looked up, and back down, and then back up, taking in the man like he was some sort of alien species. "Sorry!" This was blurted, pitch high and loud.
One hand braced the miqo'te on the ground, and the other rose to cover half her face. "Sorry," she repeated, shoulders curving inward. Her whole body was one giant grimace as she got herself under control, daring another look at the lalafel. She pressed her lips together, looked up and down, and then before he could get a word in edgewise she'd genuflected towards the lalafel and bent herself nearly double over her upraised knee.
"I want -- please let me be yer 'prentice!" Overloud, and still high pitched, but definitely aimed towards Lolotaru Lalataru.
Were there any people loitering around the place, they'd doubtless have cause to stare at the two of them.
One hand braced the miqo'te on the ground, and the other rose to cover half her face. "Sorry," she repeated, shoulders curving inward. Her whole body was one giant grimace as she got herself under control, daring another look at the lalafel. She pressed her lips together, looked up and down, and then before he could get a word in edgewise she'd genuflected towards the lalafel and bent herself nearly double over her upraised knee.
"I want -- please let me be yer 'prentice!" Overloud, and still high pitched, but definitely aimed towards Lolotaru Lalataru.
Were there any people loitering around the place, they'd doubtless have cause to stare at the two of them.
