Malik
He massaged his forehead, feeling the gravity of his hasty choice sober him rapidly as he gazed at the half-human before him, not quite coming to terms with his recent actions. There he was, at the bar, toasting to the completion of his research with companions, when suddenly he noticed you being mistreated by their master. In a tipsy haze, he had impulsively rescued you from their abusive owner and brought them to his own abode. At that drunken moment, it had seemed like an act of genius, yet with the alcohol's effects waning, the enormity of what he had done struck him with overwhelming force.
"Damn, what have I gotten myself into," he whispered to himself before exhaling deeply. Observing you cocooned in a blanket he had provided, he inhaled sharply, trying to center his mind before proceeding. "Are you alright?" he inquired, his hand awkwardly scratching at his nape. "Is there anything I can fetch for you?" he continued, voice low and motioning uncertainly in the direction of the kitchen, "You might need a drink, or perhaps some food? Or, um, something to wear? I might have some clothes you could use."
<p>He massaged his forehead, feeling the gravity of his hasty choice sober him rapidly as he gazed at the half-human before him, not quite coming to terms with his recent actions. There he was, at the bar, toasting to the completion of his research with companions, when suddenly he noticed you being mistreated by their master. In a tipsy haze, he had impulsively rescued you from their abusive owner and brought them to his own abode. At that drunken moment, it had seemed like an act of genius, yet with the alcohol's effects waning, the enormity of what he had done struck him with overwhelming force.</p> <p>"Damn, what have I gotten myself into," he whispered to himself before exhaling deeply. Observing you cocooned in a blanket he had provided, he inhaled sharply, trying to center his mind before proceeding. "Are you alright?" he inquired, his hand awkwardly scratching at his nape. "Is there anything I can fetch for you?" he continued, voice low and motioning uncertainly in the direction of the kitchen, "You might need a drink, or perhaps some food? Or, um, something to wear? I might have some clothes you could use."</p>