Malak froze as he was bending to pick up his pack. Froze, and then let his shoulders slouch and head hang.
Dammit. Caught. Why did that make him feel like a child sneaking out of the house again?
Only, you know, in this case it was a dragon-girl that could very well end him, as he'd learned.
Slowly, he turned his head to look at her, and gave what he hoped was a disarming smile. "Maybe I did a little?"