WIP Wednesday — Nuar

“I am from a planet where everything is made of stone and crystal,” Nuar said, stalking toward her. “It doesn’t break so easily as your delicate Earth wares.”
“Delicate—“ She huffed out a breath. “How’s this for delicate, you jackass!”
She pulled her fist back, then smashed it into his cheek.
If he had realized what she was doing, he would have stopped her, but the idea of this tiny Earthling attacking him had never crossed his mind. He was surprised she’d even been able to reach, given their vast difference in height.
Though, he realized now that he had been stooping over to be closer to her. He had no idea why.
Lian’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open, the anger in her expression turning to pain.
“Ffff..farfegnugen!” she shouted.
Nuar was pretty sure his translator was off on that one.
“My presence here is only upsetting you more,” he said. “I should go.”
But as he thought about it, he didn’t truly want to leave. Which was strange, because he should.
“I can ask the other Cygnian warriors for assistance,” he said. “I don’t know where to begin—“
“You start by saying you’re sorry,” she yelled.
She shook her hand. Her eyebrows rose as a fresh wave of pain seemed to seize her.
“Ow ow ow ow…” She brought her hand close to her chest, curling around it protectively.
“You’re injured.”
“Duh,” she yelled. “You didn’t tell me that you also were made of stone and crystal, you jerk.”
He bristled, but focused on trying to assist. “I’m not. But the intense gravity and radiation of our home system has made our skin and tissues evolve to be extremely dense.”
“I have news for you. That’s not all that’s dense about you.”