[Fenris is definitely frustrated, but his frustration opens a gateway to pissed off more than anything. He's been pacing more often than not, trying to think of...something to do but to no avail.
It's no wonder he's not paying attention and gets bumped into, which is just about the last thing he needed. So many things are flitting about his mind; how if he had his own clothes, covered practically from head to toe, this matter of touch wouldn't have been an issue. The frustration was already there, but now it's magnified with overtones of anger and maybe just the tiniest pang of fear that is every so often prickling its way to the surface.]
—watch it, [is what instinctively spits out like venom spewing from a snake. However the barest hint of an apologetic — or at least regretful, look spreads across his features. "Forget it" is probably what he wanted to say, but instead gives a half assed wave as he struggles to cope with this slew of emotions.]
frustration x2
It's no wonder he's not paying attention and gets bumped into, which is just about the last thing he needed. So many things are flitting about his mind; how if he had his own clothes, covered practically from head to toe, this matter of touch wouldn't have been an issue. The frustration was already there, but now it's magnified with overtones of anger and maybe just the tiniest pang of fear that is every so often prickling its way to the surface.]
—watch it, [is what instinctively spits out like venom spewing from a snake. However the barest hint of an apologetic — or at least regretful, look spreads across his features. "Forget it" is probably what he wanted to say, but instead gives a half assed wave as he struggles to cope with this slew of emotions.]