Oh good, it's working. Souta breathes a little easier as the gun slowly drops.
"These memories can be startling. It's no wonder you jumped to protect yourself," he reassures the odd horned fellow. Despite his odd appearance and weapon, he doesn't seem that frightening after all. Souta's gaze follows the Nightopians... or rather where they left, since most are now hiding. "I think so. They don't seem hostile at all."
The owl is certainly quite ruffled by the whole event. Souta listens to their rant nervously for a few moments, not usually the type to interrupt, but feeling bad about letting it go on when Moxxie clearly already realized his mistake. However, as the owl's just about to get another round in, Souta speaks up.
"We're terribly sorry, Mr. Owl. There was a misunderstanding." He steps slightly between the two, focused on the owl host. He glances back, offering Moxxie a look of encouragement. "It won't happen again."
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"These memories can be startling. It's no wonder you jumped to protect yourself," he reassures the odd horned fellow. Despite his odd appearance and weapon, he doesn't seem that frightening after all. Souta's gaze follows the Nightopians... or rather where they left, since most are now hiding. "I think so. They don't seem hostile at all."
The owl is certainly quite ruffled by the whole event. Souta listens to their rant nervously for a few moments, not usually the type to interrupt, but feeling bad about letting it go on when Moxxie clearly already realized his mistake. However, as the owl's just about to get another round in, Souta speaks up.
"We're terribly sorry, Mr. Owl. There was a misunderstanding." He steps slightly between the two, focused on the owl host. He glances back, offering Moxxie a look of encouragement. "It won't happen again."