Playing with Fire (Etrius)

[Etrius]

Etrius listened to the old man speak, hanging his head and staring at the ground in front of him. He was indeed very interested in hearing Jhett's tale, and the promise of well cooked food - not the burnt on the outside, raw on the inside steak that Etrius had made earlier - was very tempting. He looked over to Tara. It seemed that she had made the decision for them. "Etrius." he said in a quiet tone. He felt guilty about his rash actions. His attempt to attack the old man just because he didn't like the way his arm looked. There was a long silence, filled with only the noises of the waking creatures of night.

"Um, Mister Jhett... sir?" He cringed. The man still refused to look at him and Etrius knew damn well why. He stood and approached the old man. "I need to say that, well... I-I'm sorry. Sorry for charging at you. It's just that I saw yo-" He stopped himself. He didn't want to offend the man more than he already had, but he did not know how else to put it. "I saw your arm and it reminded me of a creature in a story I once heard." He extended his left hand hesitantly, unsure if the man would accept his apology.