10-05-2019, 01:49 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Selby nodded as he listened to Wormwood, rushing to reassure the lion. "It’s alright, Wormwood. It’s only natural that you’d be worried... though I will admit that you were a bit startling."
Then suddenly from behind him, a voice broke out just as he finished speaking. Selby spun around to face Moth, concern flooding his system once more. "Moth... you collapsed. Wormwood called me over, but I couldn’t find out why. Can you fill us in? You’re a cat now, too. What happened? You really scared me for a minute, there," he said sincerely without thinking, and then the implications of his words set in.
"Us!" he corrected quickly, feeling his face grow hot in embarrassment. "You really scared us. Plural. There were two of us here. Me and Wormwood. Two. Two people. More than one." Shut up! What’s wrong with you? You’re rambling like an idiot. She probably didn’t even notice anything. You’re bringing attention to yourself and this isn’t even about you. Get a grip. He quickly cut himself off before he could embarrass himself further, dropping his yellow gaze to the ground. Why had his mouth decided to run itself without any input from his brain?
Then suddenly from behind him, a voice broke out just as he finished speaking. Selby spun around to face Moth, concern flooding his system once more. "Moth... you collapsed. Wormwood called me over, but I couldn’t find out why. Can you fill us in? You’re a cat now, too. What happened? You really scared me for a minute, there," he said sincerely without thinking, and then the implications of his words set in.
"Us!" he corrected quickly, feeling his face grow hot in embarrassment. "You really scared us. Plural. There were two of us here. Me and Wormwood. Two. Two people. More than one." Shut up! What’s wrong with you? You’re rambling like an idiot. She probably didn’t even notice anything. You’re bringing attention to yourself and this isn’t even about you. Get a grip. He quickly cut himself off before he could embarrass himself further, dropping his yellow gaze to the ground. Why had his mouth decided to run itself without any input from his brain?