Yakov011001
Archetype of Steel
"Christ alive!" Klaüs jumped at the sudden arrival of Penelope before sighing deeply.
She came out of no where, he supposed it only made sense though. He hadn't quite made all that big of an effort to be aware of his surroundings. Penelope though, quickly dismissed herself.
"Wait, wait!" He called out to her, though he couldn't quite grasp why he did. "You don't--you don't have to leave. You can stay," He paused for only a moment. "I-I mean, if you want to."
What was before Penelope now was a far cry from anything she'd ever seen from him, even if she had only known him for a day. All the brimming confidence, the charisma, the energy: it was gone. Where did it go? Klaüs continued to eat chocolates, albeit a tad slower than before. Some kind of stress eating almost, but more intense and involved than other cases. He shoulders were still tense, and Penelope's showing up has drawn his attention to the door; with an almost unwavering gaze. His posture was less relaxed than it was, more in a forward position. It was evident he was fully capable of darting out of the room without a word should anyone else enter. Someone he was less comfortable with? Was he comfortable with Penelope around? No, something about her gave him anxiety, but in a different way than the others. Why that was, he couldn't say.
thelovelyloser
She came out of no where, he supposed it only made sense though. He hadn't quite made all that big of an effort to be aware of his surroundings. Penelope though, quickly dismissed herself.
"Wait, wait!" He called out to her, though he couldn't quite grasp why he did. "You don't--you don't have to leave. You can stay," He paused for only a moment. "I-I mean, if you want to."
What was before Penelope now was a far cry from anything she'd ever seen from him, even if she had only known him for a day. All the brimming confidence, the charisma, the energy: it was gone. Where did it go? Klaüs continued to eat chocolates, albeit a tad slower than before. Some kind of stress eating almost, but more intense and involved than other cases. He shoulders were still tense, and Penelope's showing up has drawn his attention to the door; with an almost unwavering gaze. His posture was less relaxed than it was, more in a forward position. It was evident he was fully capable of darting out of the room without a word should anyone else enter. Someone he was less comfortable with? Was he comfortable with Penelope around? No, something about her gave him anxiety, but in a different way than the others. Why that was, he couldn't say.
thelovelyloser