Akward Encounter

The best part of being in the woods? He had no one to judge him, and for the giant that was Stephen? That meant he could roam around clothless all day! He had just let his innate nature to strip turn on, his pants left behind and his shirt long gone, roaming the woodlands in his boxers alone. He missed being out in the forest, he missed the solitude, and he missed being naked without people staring. That was the only downside of living so enclosed with other beings. He didn't care though, he stretched out and let out a great yawn, the night still young and him barely awake, but his smile was so intense and happy. This was home for him, out in the woods by himself... So he felt....

@Claire

The giant had continued his trek, humming to himself without real tune or direction. Enjoying the freedom, the random, and the dirt beneath his feet, Of course, this would end as he came around the last small clump of trees. While it may be obvious for the much smaller girl to notice his arrival with ease, it took him a few moments of looking around blindly before he'd finally note her. He would smile, as was his custom, and casually wave to her, unaware of just how incredibly just in his silk boxers he was in the moment.

"Well Howdy stranger. Hope I'm not bargin' in on Y'all's territory."

@Claire

He stared at them, cowering like that. He wasn't sure if they were scared ofhim, or if they were scared in general. Unsure what it was, he approached cautiously, or as much as he was capable of given his massive size. Large feet still making impact on the earth, as he spoke up once more, actually stammering over his own words a bit. "Woah-woah Now! I uh... I uh... I know I'm a scary lookin' feller, but uh... I don't eat flesh.. Thats a myth... We giants prefer beef, thems good eatin' there! Stop screaming..."

He laughs, actually, grinning down at their form as he shrugged. "I get that a lot. Folk tell me it's cause Im so big. Or cause I smell like blood a lot. They'd be suprised to know I'm more keen to petting ya' head than huff down your walls." And like the mind of any great smartass, it took no time at all for him to realize that what he said may have alternate means. His smile fading down into a look of shock, as he began to stumble his own words again to cover up his own tracks. "I mean like the old tale of the pigs and wolf, not ya' walls like something wrong! You know, Little pigs, little pigs, Lemme in!?"

He arched his brow, and was suddenly moving to sit down on the dirt near them. He tilted his head a bit, kind of knowing what was going on. He was kind of always a kid that the parents had to hide away, and he could tell when someone was down on themselves. Without much more cause for thought, he reached over. Large hands working to try to help smooth her messed up hair, but showing he both wasn't scared off by her, and that he was still going to give a damn.