[She’s frightened of him, far more than just startled by him, and this on its own isn’t surprising. There’s no time to take into consideration her reaction, making the assumption that she’ll move away from the gnashing teeth if it’s such an ingrained fear. But panic is hard to equate and quantify, making individuals act erratically, and Connor has to make a conscious effort to avoid Konoha as she darts by and directly in front of the creature.
Thankfully, his aim is true enough. He feels the pressure of teeth sink into the telltale faux flesh of the monster’s limb, stilling its pursuit of his friend. Connor lurches his head back to drag it further away, aggressive in demeanor and look.]
HE'S SORRY.....FOR DIFFERENT REASONS THIS TIME
Thankfully, his aim is true enough. He feels the pressure of teeth sink into the telltale faux flesh of the monster’s limb, stilling its pursuit of his friend. Connor lurches his head back to drag it further away, aggressive in demeanor and look.]