Flashback Nature's Reach (Min)

[Ka'Rael]

Ka'Rael slid her the water skin, his eyes dropping a tad to regard the arm she cradled to her abdomen, although he soon raised his gaze back to meet her eyes and study her facial expression. He furrowed a brow in askance as she stopped drinking the water she seemed to badly need, and instead lower the source of said water. He listened carefully to her words, expecting them after she had sighed since her body language gave away words were going to follow the sigh. The Kelvic seemed entirely in the dark in regards to the anger his, indeed, idiotic question had brought up in her - and in fact he also was. He did not consider his own question idiotic, in fact he thought himself to have shown her that he cared for her injuries and pain by asking. He was, of course, well aware that he did not possess the strongest social skills - among humanoids - but he was not aware of how clumsily he sometimes carried himself. As she spoke, once more, he finally concluded that she was indeed something he had never heard of before. Questions, many an inquiry in fact - started to take form in his mind - but meanwhile her words drew his attention to her shoulder and the protruding position of her upper arm's skeletal structure. He nodded in response to her words, not finding that he had anything to comment on it - and something told him it was the wrong time to ask her about where she was from and all the other questions he had for her. Instead he just watched her drink once more and gave her time to come to her senses some more. Her returning the container with words of gratitude made him flash a smile at her, not a toothy one but one that signaled that he appreciated her words nonetheless. He gave her arm and shoulder another glance as she touched it and started addressing the issue, but packed away the water skin as he listened to her thorough and pedagogical explanation of what she was asking him to do. He tilted his head once again, after he was done with stowing away the water skin in his bag, meeting her gaze head on. He seemed to ponder what answer to give to her question for a few, before nodding his head. "Yes. I... you show me?" He replied, seeming certain at first - but his words betrayed that he was perhaps afraid of injuring her further. Well, of course she didn't know that he was the cause of all her injuries in the first place - but that did not impair his perspective. As he replied, he slid over to her and carefully reached for her arm - looking to her for instructions and with a look that could only mean that he was reluctant due to the pain he expected to cause her. Ka'Rael had to suppress a sudden urge to draw in the scents that the Myrian, her clothes and her belongings gave off - some of them rather exotic and strange to him. But actually smelling her was crude and unbecoming, he'd learned how humans did not at all like that - and the entire act of using ones nose for anything other than a cause for complaints didn't seem normal to most humans either. A time and a place for everything - and now was not the time. He had to ascertain that his prey was all right and, furthermore, that she did not suspect anything. So he would have to continue evading her questions... and at the same times find a way to make it up to her and ask her all the many questions he had.