[Rue recoils as if slapped, the mossy-green feathers around their head and neck poofing up around them, their already large eyes somehow widening even further. Their expression swims between deepening concern and absolute offense.]
You are being completely unreasonable! [Their tone does not raise, but there is a certain bite of anger to their words.] I am only trying to help and -
[Their gaze suddenly narrows on the force that Caitlyn is clinging to her gun. It should be terrifying, and perhaps somewhere they feel that fear and it is exactly why their beak then trembles slightly, but there is nothing that would chase Rue away at this moment, not when their friend so obviously is in desperate need for help.
Their shoulders straighten, as they delicately smooth down their ruffled feathers, and like a teacher speaking calmly to a misbehaving child, state their next command slowly.]
no subject
You are being completely unreasonable! [Their tone does not raise, but there is a certain bite of anger to their words.] I am only trying to help and -
[Their gaze suddenly narrows on the force that Caitlyn is clinging to her gun. It should be terrifying, and perhaps somewhere they feel that fear and it is exactly why their beak then trembles slightly, but there is nothing that would chase Rue away at this moment, not when their friend so obviously is in desperate need for help.
Their shoulders straighten, as they delicately smooth down their ruffled feathers, and like a teacher speaking calmly to a misbehaving child, state their next command slowly.]
Put. Down. That. Gun.