Slick lobes perked and faced the winged woman, his question seemed to linger in the heavy musk of the air as he remained frozen, his plush velvet muzzle within inches of her own, breathing her in doing his best to assess what might have happened. Just before their muzzles would have touched, the floored maiden replied. Wings unfolded, dropping down at his sides as her whimpering plead, her sobbing voice strung over him like guilt.

The knight stood respectfully, golden pools swirling with confusion. She too was lost in this damp dark dungeon, and as she spoke of her kin, his heart almost ached for her. There was so much distress in her voice, his interpretation of her situation was not one of pity, but of understanding. She was afraid of him, and yet she couldn’t see his kind eyes, she couldn’t see his respectful stance that he had presented for her. A golden hoof shifted backward in the sand as she shouted, demanding that she wanted out of this place.

What was he to say to her now? If he intimidated her, perhaps his being here was not for the best. Of all the questions he had to ask the frightened lady, there was one now that weighed heavy upon his mind. Was she really afraid of him? He stepped forth, muzzle lowering to where it had been before, his warm breath brushing across her cheek, he wanted to ask her so many things. But for now he would abide her request, and help her escape her darkness, to escape her fears.

Suddenly, his velvet lips touched her skin. Gently he pressed against her, not in signs of warning or threat, but to try to offer a comfort, to let her know she’s not alone in the dark. He moved his crown away slowly, muzzle retracting away as his voice flowed gently in comfort.

"Come, let us get out of this darkness and into the light m’lady." He carefully, pivoted in place, to stand at her side, willing to aid her balance should she need help or guidance. The aroma of her perfume was very enchanting to him, but being a gentleman, and in this moment flirtation was out of the question. "The entrance I came from, is not far. Simply retrace our steps." He encouraged, a shadowed smile upon his lips. A wing extended to touch her own wing, to walk out of here together. "Tell me Lady Nasreen, where is your Kingdom?" He offered a friendly question, perhaps the starter of a conversation to calm the mood, to distract their minds from the empty darkness that casted over them.

@[Nasreen]
Ooc: Such a cute couple they’d make XD