04-01-2012, 05:27 PM
The opportunity to feel Fleta against him again was almost enough to make up for the trap, and what he suspected was some sort of act. Inocencio's fishing attempt had revealed that Fleta had made the trap, and her demeanor seemed different from what he had come to expect. Instead of the shy, awkward female, he caught sight of a mischievous grin that seemed more like something he would have thrown at her. While he enjoyed the shy Fleta, especially the way she had let him take the lead, Inocencio also found the potential of sharing more traits to be full of intriguing possibilities.
Having the female's arms wrapped around him was a reminder of the new form that she held, the one that the male preferred to take, and that meant a new body to soak up with eager green eyes. Just as Inocencio started to examine Fleta, the female announced her intention to go find food, and at first it was music to his ears. Only for Inocencio to notice what he presumed was a painful limp, and felt torn between letting Fleta find him some food, versus convincing her not to put more strain on the leg. Sighing lightly, the male decided he could endure a little bit longer without food, and find something with his sprained ankle, which couldn't be as bad as her broken leg.
"Hey, Fleta, wait. I'll be okay on food, just come back" Inocencio called after the mysterious Optime, and forced himself up onto two legs, feeling the pain of standing, but not nearly as bad as it had felt when first falling into the pit. "Lets just sit back down, I'd like like to ask some questions about you... Get to know you some more." he added with a light teasing tone, but the focus of his words was on questions, and the sort related to just what he did or did not know about her.
Having the female's arms wrapped around him was a reminder of the new form that she held, the one that the male preferred to take, and that meant a new body to soak up with eager green eyes. Just as Inocencio started to examine Fleta, the female announced her intention to go find food, and at first it was music to his ears. Only for Inocencio to notice what he presumed was a painful limp, and felt torn between letting Fleta find him some food, versus convincing her not to put more strain on the leg. Sighing lightly, the male decided he could endure a little bit longer without food, and find something with his sprained ankle, which couldn't be as bad as her broken leg.
"Hey, Fleta, wait. I'll be okay on food, just come back" Inocencio called after the mysterious Optime, and forced himself up onto two legs, feeling the pain of standing, but not nearly as bad as it had felt when first falling into the pit. "Lets just sit back down, I'd like like to ask some questions about you... Get to know you some more." he added with a light teasing tone, but the focus of his words was on questions, and the sort related to just what he did or did not know about her.