[Her tone has the desired effect; he starts to calm down a little without even realizing why. When she says she wants tp help him, he breathes in sharply. Can she help him? And she says he can't hurt her - he's not sure why, but he actually believes that; if nothing else, he wants it to be true.
Carefully, he takes her hand and starts extricating himself from the bushes. It's warm, like a human hand, even where bits and pieces of metal show on the surface. He's absolutely filthy, but here and there where the metal shine through it's clear that there are magical symbols etched lightly all over him, and most obvious of all there's a yellow gem radiating with magical energy set into his forehead.
Once he's standing (tall, he's quite tall), he looks at her curiously, still shy and wary, not sure if he'll need to run away again after all.]
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Carefully, he takes her hand and starts extricating himself from the bushes. It's warm, like a human hand, even where bits and pieces of metal show on the surface. He's absolutely filthy, but here and there where the metal shine through it's clear that there are magical symbols etched lightly all over him, and most obvious of all there's a yellow gem radiating with magical energy set into his forehead.
Once he's standing (tall, he's quite tall), he looks at her curiously, still shy and wary, not sure if he'll need to run away again after all.]
Who are you?