[ the bear swallows thickly, though that sharp spike in anxiety is soon subsumed by relief as the gun is tucked back into its holster. he still looks somewhat perturbed, as if his fur is standing on actual end, but his posture begins to relax in minute increments. ]

[ a beat of quiet stalling! ] --It's okay. I got excited, so - sorry, too, that I should've known to give you more space.

[ is the reasoning he eventually manages to cobble together. it's more "hey, apologies for that, apparently i forgot i'm a huge bear." but speaking of space, riz takes a step back. she's a fairly small human, so he'd also like to be able to peer at her without holding his neck at a ninety degree angle. ]

[ and having a suspicion(!), he now tentatively suggests, ]

I'm guessing you don't have bears like me where you're from, huh...?