It has to be to his credit that he's not so busy checking for blood to step forward and catch her before she hits the floor, still wary of getting exposed flesh too close.
"On the other hand," he comments, kneeling to lay her down before rubbing at the marks on his arm and shoulder. Think what she could do with sharpened canines. "Not as sore as I am."
[come in to my parlor]
"On the other hand," he comments, kneeling to lay her down before rubbing at the marks on his arm and shoulder. Think what she could do with sharpened canines. "Not as sore as I am."