Thread: ..::Sᴡɪʀʟs ᴏғ Bʟᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ Gʀᴇᴇɴ::.. [PᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛOɴᴇ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

Alex had come to the conclusion that she didn't understand him quite a while ago, he was mainly talking to keep himself calm. That and he was testing reactions and seeing how she was doing health wise. Her hearing was obviously spot on given how many times she'd look to his lips, see them moving then give him a deer in the head lights expression. A clear sign she had no idea what he was saying. No surprise there. The fact that she seemed to enjoy the tea was a good thing though. The herbs in the tea, if her body make up was similar to his, would help her calm down considerably. That glowing moon on her forehead was a little unnerving but he'd deal with it. Right now he was way more concerned about how she was getting way too close to him. Standing still he watched her with intelligent and sharp eyes, cautious mainly. Like him being an unknown to her, she was an unknown to him. As she ran her fingers over his arms he tensed at the feeling. He'd never been a fan of being touched by a random person so he was not thrilled about being touched by an alien. When she lifted his hand he watched her for a moment and raised an eyebrow as she brought his finger to her lips. 'Okay...this is new...' The moment he felt that sharp pinch his hand was pulled away from hers and his gun was out and up, a barrel in her face as he'd taken a few steps back. Keeping his gun leveled on her he inspected his finger and did a mental check. Nothing felt different. Seeing her work her jaw a bit he narrowed his eyes on her then he heard her speak, perfect English. Putting two and two together took him a minute but he slowly lowered his gun and holstered it before wiping his finger on the cloth of his pants. I'm human...which is the main race here. Was all he said as he kept his eyes on her and held his arm straight out from his body. I have a bubble. Think of it as an invisible barrier. You'd be wise not to come in it again. I'm not a huge fan of being touched...or bitten. Not in that aspect anyways. Sighing a bit he looked at her for a moment or two then looked back down the stairs of his home. Are you hungry? When I pointed to my stomach, that's what I was asking you. If your body make up is anything like mine, food will help you heal...and relax. If you are hungry, follow me. If not, you can park your ass right back on that bed as you need to heal. He said as he motioned to the bed she'd been laying on. He then left the room and headed down the stairs and back to the kitchen. First order of business...washing his hands. He wasn't too fond of being bitten. Second order of business, drying his hands he walked to the patio door of his back yard and let his dog inside. Katy was a black lab and she was about a year in a half old. He'd gotten her when she was six weeks old and trained her himself. She was a damn good dog, very protective of him but the biggest sweet heart too. As she came in he smiled and pat his chest. When she hopped up he pat her side and head. I know sweetie. I'm sorry. Here. Tossing her one of her dog biscuits from a jar on the counter he let her eat while he looked around in the kitchen. He wasn't sure what his new guest liked or didn't like so he simply stood there and turned his attention to the stairs to see if she'd be making her way down. Katy wouldn't attack her unless he told her to so he wasn't worried about that.