Wolfgang does not hear someone approaching him. He should, he knows better than to tune out his surroundings in that way, especially somewhere that's proven to be as emphatically unsafe as Baedal is, but he's so tired and he keeps retreating inside his own head, preoccupied as he is.
A single touch is all that's needed to yank him out of his own head and throw him right back into reality, and it startles him so badly that he whips around, arms raised to protect himself and he can feel power building in him like a shot --
His response is so exaggerated that it surprises even him -- and worries him, because this isn't normal, is it? It takes him shamefully long to realise what's happening -- it's only a few seconds but it feels like an eternity to him. He's not being attacked, someone is trying to get his attention. Someone he knows. Not a threat.
"Oh," he says, and he makes a visible effort to relax. Embarrassed, he lowers his hands. "I didn't... hi. Sorry."
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A single touch is all that's needed to yank him out of his own head and throw him right back into reality, and it startles him so badly that he whips around, arms raised to protect himself and he can feel power building in him like a shot --
His response is so exaggerated that it surprises even him -- and worries him, because this isn't normal, is it? It takes him shamefully long to realise what's happening -- it's only a few seconds but it feels like an eternity to him. He's not being attacked, someone is trying to get his attention. Someone he knows. Not a threat.
"Oh," he says, and he makes a visible effort to relax. Embarrassed, he lowers his hands. "I didn't... hi. Sorry."