guestsinhisworld:
Host was already fully aware that Patches was there. Sneaking up on him was very difficult regardless of what size you were. He was capable of picking up on anything that was happening around him, even if it couldn’t be seen or heard.
Pocketing his keys, he turned around, facing the general direction of where Patches was hiding.
“Patches was trying to hide but the Host already knew he was there. He invited him to come back out.”
Although he knew Patches was currently standing at 50 feet tall and could feel the tremors, one thing he couldn’t actually do was see him. So the intimidation that came from staring up at something so large was missing.
Look like Patches “foolproof” plan of hiding behind a building didn’t help. Guessing now that it didn’t work like a sonar like he hoped. Patched planted a palm on his own forehead. Feeling kinda dumb.
He shyly emerged from the building but didn’t start walking towards them- seemingly afraid to even move now as he softly held on the building as he carefully crouched down. Patches didn’t want to hurt him too-
With a soft whisper he responded with a whimper. “I-I’m sorry… I don’t want you to se-….describe me like this.”