[ He is so single-mindedly focused on the deer that he doesn't notice Hella coming up beside him him at all. Doesn't notice any movements, just keeping his eyes trained on the animal, its back to them as it dips its head down, goes for some grass— and then a berry is knocking him in the head, and he whips his gaze around to glare at the intruder. ]
What the— [ his voice comes out in a hiss, but the anger behind it dies out as he sees who it is, and he deflates in real time. ] Oh... it's you.
[ Is he disappointed to see her? Upset? Resigned? Hell if Mark knows what to think about Hella's appearance, but. He's maybe not happy about having his staring session interrupted.
So, whispered, but with agitation in his voice: ] What do you want?
[ The deer, meanwhile, has frozen in place — but since they're both hidden behind foliage and not actually that loud, it can go back to its grassy lunch after a moment of waiting. ]
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What the— [ his voice comes out in a hiss, but the anger behind it dies out as he sees who it is, and he deflates in real time. ] Oh... it's you.
[ Is he disappointed to see her? Upset? Resigned? Hell if Mark knows what to think about Hella's appearance, but. He's maybe not happy about having his staring session interrupted.
So, whispered, but with agitation in his voice: ] What do you want?
[ The deer, meanwhile, has frozen in place — but since they're both hidden behind foliage and not actually that loud, it can go back to its grassy lunch after a moment of waiting. ]