[Not for the first time that night, the magician surprised him. After an excruciating pause, he heard the click of the door being locked and then soft footsteps... Footsteps which were approaching him. Cautiously he lifted his head and found himself staring into dark blue eyes. He sucked in a breath and held it for a long beat then averted his gaze, rounding his shoulders and clasping his strange hands together in his lap. His tail tucked itself around his body, mostly hidden under his crossed legs.]

...Nein. Es tut mir Leid. I kind of panicked. [He glanced up and gave her a small, sheepish smile.] It was the best I could come up with on the fly. ...Pretty smooth, ja? [The last bit was said with a hefty dose of self-deprecation.]