A light huff brought his head snapping up, seeing brilliantly green eyes staring at him. As a black ear flicked a pair of brown ones lowered in anxiousness as the man took a step back from the approacher, trying to put even just the slightest bit of distance more between them. He wanted to run away from the man who seemed to command magic like a god if that rip in reality itself was anything to go by, but he also didn't want to potentially give the man a reason to think Auru dangerous and strike him down.
He was caught between a rock and a hard place here.
"Were you going somewhere?"
Surprisingly, the only thought Auru managed in response, other than the terrified incoherent babble of the rest of his brain, was something that seemed rather sarcastic at first glance, but the tone in which it was thought was nothing more than wholly earnest.
Anywhere that isn't here.
The man took a step forwards with his statement, and Auru countered with two steps back. Not only restoring the distance between them, but adding to it even more.
"I hope you're alright,"
Auru felt his brow furrow for a moment in confusion, wondering why this god-man would care if he was alright. Obviously he wasn't alright, he was being interrogated by a god.
"I also hope you're not a guard. You'd have some work to do."
It took the frightened stallion a moment of genuine thought to decipher what was meant by the statement, the sheer notion of him being a guard seeming so left field and peculiar that for a moment, he wasn't sure what the stallion had even meant by that. What did he mean he 'hoped Auru wasn't a guard?'
They were both talking about the same Auru, right?
Why would he hope Auru wasn't a guar-oh.
His heart still beat against his chest like the drums of war, banging against his ribs like a prisoner crying to be set free. His skin still crawled with nervous energy and his hooves still itched to carry him off into the distance as swiftly as they could in whatever direction possible, so long as it was away from this stranger.
But all this was now coupled with the burning tinge of embarrassment as Auru felt his cheeks heat up beneath his muddy coat, the man casting his eyes to the ground not only in fright, but now in an inability to look the boyish looking man in the eye any longer. He scuffed lightly at the ground with a hoof, taking advantage of the embarrassed movement to get another backwards step in.
Hey, he may want to crawl under a rock for more than just one reason now, but he would take advantage of it if it helped get him further away from the reality-tearer, from the god in a man's skin before him. He mumbled something incomprehensible even to himself under his breath, eyes looking anywhere but at the other man.
@Lysander
OOC: Auru go blushie-blushie
