"Your in pain... Is... There anything I can do...?" I ask my eyes wide.

"Yeah, you can [bleep] off," Sibnele growls. "This isn't any of your business."

My eyes narrow slightly and I huff "there... Has to be something I can do..." I hiss in worry. "But... Fine... If there isnt anything I can do I hate seeing others in pain... No matter who they are..." I mumble.

"Then just turn around. You won't see them then." Sibnele winces again, and there is audible static by him.

I huff and sigh and lean against the desk "fine..." I mumble sadly and cross my arms again.

Over a few minutes, Sibnele stops flickering, and his breathing goes back to normal. He stands, and almost falls over, if he hadn't grabbed the back of the chair. "See, mortal. I'm fine. I'm aware my attractiveness makes you overly concerned, but now you know."

I roll my eyes slightly "okay... Selfcentered much... I care for you... Not attracted... Theres a difference" I say crossing my arms still.

"When you and your friend met me, you seemed rather flustered. . ." Sibnele says, grinning in a teasing manner. "Just saying."

"Ya... Maybe because I was jus attacked... And yes... I guess well... Lets see... You did fluster me a little bit... Only because you're voice it sound like rain... Ah crap I am attratced son of a biscuit eating bulldog" I snarl.

(oh no he's hOt)

Sibnele raises an eyebrow. "I thought so." He snorts. "Although, compared to the rest, it probably makes the most sense. I'm almost a full millennium younger than them."