( courthearted ; ❤ )
She had only been passing by, not meaning to pry, when she noticed the terrified expression on the person’s face. She only stopped for means of helping her own, a tad curious as well as to what could make her seem that scared. Which was when she noticed the beetle resting on the sleeve of her shirt.
Before the girl could go into a mass panic, not wanting to see her fling her arm around and eventually hurt either herself or someone else, Masami approach her. She slowly grabbed the beetle and pried it gently off her sleeve, before walking to a nearby rock to lay it there. It wasn’t hurting anyone by sunbathing there, and it could rest or fly off at its own leisure.
Clasping her hands together, she turned back to the girl. “Are you ok now?”