More Than Just Spilled Milk

Ater was asked to go out with this girl. Well, go out of the community center to speak privately, not go out on a date, and to him that was all it was. Likely she was going to blow up on him for claiming to know what she was. Or perhaps she just felt way too uncomfortable with demons, and since he was the only one who wasn't a demon and had been the first one to go right ahead and talk to her, she probably just wanted to get out from fear of being singled out.

But his wondering ceased when she stopped and shoved a finger to his chest, asking if he really knew what she was. She would immediately regret doing that and mumble out something that sounded like an apology.

He found that adorable, and got a chuckle out of him.

"Alright, first off, chill. Second off, I do. Or at least a very very good guess. I've seen a lot of werewolves, and wereshifters, but your soul is a bit different. Maybe you're just a different kind that I haven't seen yet, it is a big world after all. I'd say it's a little... cuter?"

For a good few moments, Ater caught the girl off guard, and admittedly, he found it entertaining. Still, when she did manage to recollect herself, she went ahead and threatened him, and once again retract that statement like a turtle realizing a hunter was still eying it.

This girl wasn't going to survive.

He wasn't the type to be all heroic though he does stand up to those who can't do it for themselves, yet at the same time, he couldn't bear to think how screwed this girl would be with that wit of hers.

"Anything?" he'd say, stressing the word he echoed by shoving his hands into his pockets and putting on an evil expression. He let the things linger and let the girl's imagination take over.

That was a dangerous thing she had said. What if she said that to a fae? Those guys take things seriously AND literally. She'd end up as one of their slaves by the end of a conversation!

Leaning in, Ater lowered his voice and looked her in the eyes. "How far will you go. Because that declaration is just as good as swearing yourself to me in return for my silence."

Ater felt sorry when she shrunk as he leaned in. She must have thought that he was going to do something unsavory to her, which was something he'd hoped she'd think. Despite the welcoming nature of the islands, how everyone non-human can just be themselves, how everyone's being nice to each other, seeing angels and demons mingle out in the open, the island was not free of bad influences and people. He should know.

He kept his stare on her for a moment to scare her a bit more. And he noticed that she had a faint scent of flowers. If it was perfume, he appreciated that it didn't burn his nostrils like so many before. He might not have a nose that's as sensitive as a fox, but he very much dislikes overly-strong perfumes and colognes. It suffocated him.

Backing off to give the girl some space, Ater sighed, dropping the look and his shoulders and putting on a dismayed expression. "If I were anyone else... I'd... Do you even know what you're saying? Listen, you've got to be careful on what you say to people here. I wasn't kidding when I said your declaration was as good as swearing yourself to me. Say that to the wrong person, and you're as good as a slave to them.

"Look, I don't plan of taking advantage of you, but you should know that there are people here that would gladly do that. Shoe-shining, homework, groceries, that's the least of your worries." With another sigh, he looked around to see if there was anyone listening in, but they were far enough away from everyone so he continued to scold the girl. "Like, what if I told you to get naked? What would you do then? Um... alright, that started out extreme, but the point still stands."

Aaand there goes the tears. Great, he made her cry, but so long as he got the point across, then it was mission accomplished. Hoo boy... It was a good thing they went all the way out here, but still there could be people who could see this and think he was picking on her. Sure he had a reputation in school, but to everyone else, he could just be a troublemaker, which he didn't really mind.

Up until then. He was sure there were people staring somewhere, but he didn't go out of his way to look, instead focusing on the issue at hand. Mainly, how to calm this girl down.

"What are you doing?!" Hearing her say out loud that she'd get naked for him put a blush to his face. He sort of expected her to say something along those lines, but not blurt it out like that and immediately begin stripping. Quickly, he grabbed her hands and pulled them back down. "That was an example! I don't want you to actually get naked!"

Ater was at a loss for words. She was misunderstanding everything, and making a scene. He was hoping authorities weren't around as he would have a lot of explaining to do, and in the presence of a young, crying woman with a very reactive personality, his story would hardly be heard.

Maybe a slap would snap her back to her senses? Well, knowing his luck and how she was acting, that would only make things worse.

"Nothing! I'm not going to tell anyone if you don't want me to!" He groaned in annoyance and defeat. He just wanted her to calm down already. This was way worse than what he expected to happen.

With a resigned sigh, he asked her, "Could you please calm down. I'm not going to tell anyone, but why don't you want people to know?"