Eeep! [ this is not the room he's looking for! repeat: this is not the room he's looking for!

daylight immediately ducks down and pulls the sheet that he's wearing around him over his helm, covering his optics in an attempt to give the poor lady some sense of privacy. so panicky and flustered he is, daylight make the immediate notice of her forelegs or give much thought to said forelegs let. maybe he will in a bit. maybe.

right now? he's too busy apologising in one breathless gasp: ] OhmygoshmissI'msosorryIdidn'tmeantocrashinhereandandand-

Iwasn'tdoingittoberudeornaythingIswearIwaslookingforafriendbecauseIthoughtofajokeand-

[ okay.

day.

breathe.

he takes a deep vent, trying to calm his rattled systems and tries this again. ] ... Sorry. I'm really sorry, miss.