"I'm… human" I answer while taking a few steps towards back to my door. "Girhoe, what's wrong?"
His eyes look up to me again and not at my lips that he was staring at too much. I can see a certain glint to his eyes the moment that I said his name.
His name.
"Do you… hate that I'm saying your name? Because if so, I'm not calling you god when you have a perfectly good name" I carefully say. Knowing how close his face was to mine. "I'll call you something else if you hate—"
"I don't hate it" he steps back. Finally giving me some space that I needed to breathe and probably escape from him. He's cautious now as if not wanting to offend me in some way.
My chest relaxes at the fact that he isn't going to ask me where I came from though. I know only a small amount about the outlands, and
