He waited patiently while she examined the watch. For the moment, he didn’t mind observing her while she investigated the piece. Just so long as she didn’t hurt it.
Oh my god.
She was trying to eat it. She was, at the very least, tasting it. Thankfully she found it inedible. He hoped she didn’t scratch the face with her teeth.
He wiggled his hand insistently and then jabbed his palm with his index finger. Maybe a clearer sign that she had taken what was his and he expected it back.
The sort of feral animal-like noises she made in the back of her throat were playful but also signaled to him that they probably wouldn’t be able to verbally communicate very effectively.
He pointed to the watch she was now clutching to her chest like a precious stuffed animal and then pointed to himself. “Mine.”
Owen stalked towards her when she turned her shoulder on him as if she wouldn’t comply. He reached for her touching her shoulder gently with his hand. He had no idea whether he would spook her or provoke her, so he tried to keep his touch gentle. His fingers traced dark spots that decorated the skin on her shoulder trying to encourage her to turn to him.
“Mine. Give it back please.” His voice was almost pleading. “My father gave it to me.” He insisted. Words meaningless to her perhaps could be conveyed with the tone of voice.
Oh my god.
She was trying to eat it. She was, at the very least, tasting it. Thankfully she found it inedible. He hoped she didn’t scratch the face with her teeth.
He wiggled his hand insistently and then jabbed his palm with his index finger. Maybe a clearer sign that she had taken what was his and he expected it back.
The sort of feral animal-like noises she made in the back of her throat were playful but also signaled to him that they probably wouldn’t be able to verbally communicate very effectively.
He pointed to the watch she was now clutching to her chest like a precious stuffed animal and then pointed to himself. “Mine.”
Owen stalked towards her when she turned her shoulder on him as if she wouldn’t comply. He reached for her touching her shoulder gently with his hand. He had no idea whether he would spook her or provoke her, so he tried to keep his touch gentle. His fingers traced dark spots that decorated the skin on her shoulder trying to encourage her to turn to him.
“Mine. Give it back please.” His voice was almost pleading. “My father gave it to me.” He insisted. Words meaningless to her perhaps could be conveyed with the tone of voice.
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