"Um, hello."
It was worse than he thought. Could it be? Was human society indeed so cruel, that merely spending too long looking was sufficient grounds for aggression? But wait, he thought, she is not human! Then a symptom of elven hatred? Even within the confines of a human-run social structure? Surely not! It wasn't even recorded in any book!!! Yet Aegis knew what he saw; that jerking motion of reaching habitually for one's trusty weapon under the presumption of an encroaching threat. Or, as he had read from those books, it could just as easily be caused by some social slight, a perceived offense, intentional or not.
Frantically, the azure man scoured his mind for information. There was no time to waste, the woman was clearly ready to attack. Were elven women like human ones? Were they worse? Many books seemed to suggest that women are like snakes! Surely not all are so fast and lethal?
Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine. If he doesn't do something to diffuse the situation, he may be forced to face off against the legendary wrath of a woman. For it to be of such magnitude that there are even written records of it...
Damn, did I make a mistake?! The blue man felt decidedly unprepared for that predicament. He had neglected his training for so long that any notion of composure seemed wetter than water, rapidly leaking from the cracks in his reasoning. With such an imbalanced mental state he hardly had any hopes of winning against a child, let alone the avatars of serpentine wrath that are "women"! He had to improvise. There was but once chance. The seconds were draining, his life was surely on the line! So he armed himself with determination, drew breath, and...
"Yes, um, that is true, but why, no, you see, I didn't, and, you know, henceforth I shan't, so... so! Yes! Hehe, right? Right."
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"THIS IS COMPLICATED!!!"
Realizing his grave misstep, Aegis immediately understood the severity of the situation. The lady was coiled up against the tree, surely he had no more than a second's fraction before she struck like a viper! So he did the only reasonable thing left to do. Swinging his arms for momentum, he lept. And he dove. Face first into the ground, in a desperate scramble for cover.