❝ don’t you dare talk to me like that. ❞ pretend im on my multi. from fenrir

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Retracting her hand, holding it to her chest, but...Not taking a step back. The fear and surprise that laced her face for the briefest of moments fades into her previous seriousness. Diantha even takes a step towards Fenrir - even if her arms are now stiff and unmoving - taking a deep breath and continuing.

"I'm sorry if I offended you in any way. But you have feelings too. Even if you don't want to talk about them...I saw how upset you were, and wanted to make sure you were okay. That's all." Her delivery is a little stiff, as is her whole body, but Diantha was nothing if not a genuine girl. It took ever ounce of strength in her to not cower away from all of Fenrir's hostility and bite, but she stood strong by choice. Not even in the sense that she liked Fenrir that much, but in the sense that...She knew hurt when she saw it. And they were working together, in the end, no longer true "enemies", so the hostility on Diantha's side had melted more into an...understanding worry. She's stupid for feeling that, she knows that. And she knew she would get such a reaction from such a hostile primal. But, even then...

"I just wanted you to know that I'm here if you needed somebody." That was all she could really offer her, but she was glad to do it.