That high-pitched yelp turns into a fully-fledged scream of the same voice range.
Shawn holds up his hands to shield his face. A moment later he realizes that the dagger is actually not aimed there, so one of them goes down to his midsection, still outstretched in the universal sign of don't hurt me, I give up, this is really not neccessary.
His eyes sweep up and down Gabriel's person rapidly. There is panic and confusion in his look and for a moment he just keeps staring -- but then a subtle change takes place in his eyes, as if gears started grinding somewhere underneath it all, as he tries to assess the situation and think. And with that, there comes the talking.
"See, I apologize. I know, you went on all about the shutting up part but I have this rare condition where I just misunderstand what people tell me for the exact opposite. Funny how that goes. It's a compulsion, really. Can you imagine how awkward that could have turned out? Let's just think about this for a moment and be glad that you did not tell me to pull up my pants."
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Shawn holds up his hands to shield his face. A moment later he realizes that the dagger is actually not aimed there, so one of them goes down to his midsection, still outstretched in the universal sign of don't hurt me, I give up, this is really not neccessary.
His eyes sweep up and down Gabriel's person rapidly. There is panic and confusion in his look and for a moment he just keeps staring -- but then a subtle change takes place in his eyes, as if gears started grinding somewhere underneath it all, as he tries to assess the situation and think. And with that, there comes the talking.
"See, I apologize. I know, you went on all about the shutting up part but I have this rare condition where I just misunderstand what people tell me for the exact opposite. Funny how that goes. It's a compulsion, really. Can you imagine how awkward that could have turned out? Let's just think about this for a moment and be glad that you did not tell me to pull up my pants."