Boris's words and his actions, particularly the part where he said he wanted to pat her drew all attention onto him. Even with the calming effects of Vernon's words, she was beginning to resist their effects. "No... these mind spells... I should not be calm right now! This isn't... how it's... supposed to be..." she thought quickly as natural instinct and a building hatred for being toyed with was fighting against Vernon's calming words.
Some sort of internal struggle started up. She thinks about everything that is currently happening right now and how it's making her feel, or supposed to be making her feel. At this stage from what's happened to her since she's been in Waise, it could be expected that she would just deal with it all. But she's just too overwhelmed for her age by what's been going on constantly with not enough time to adapt. Externally, she freezes in place like a stunned rabbit while Boris slowly extended his hand towards her. He meets absolutely no resistance until his hand finally reaches her.
Depending on where he manages to pet her, Boris either feels her smooth, hard and somewhat reflective scales or her softer but slightly rougher underbelly, so warm. Regardless of where he manages to touch her, the sensation breaks her mind out of the struggle she was having. Her eyes locked onto Boris' hand. Her breathing rate began to spike up as she realizes what is happening. She's not feeling calm at all anymore, all traces of the calming spell had been overwritten. "Get..." she starts. Her voice sounded breathless and panicky, and sounded like she was trying to tell him but at the same time begging him. "...off..." Those close enough can feel warmth radiating from inside her chest.
Whatever splatters of blood end up hitting her get completely ignored.
Boris never actually made contact with Chisille. He was only edging his hand closer to see if she would accept his effort. He was trying really hard not to be scary and wasn't aware of all the things Chissy had been through lately. He wasn't a smart man, but it was clear that she wasn't wanting anything to do with being patted and he took that personally. It was the story of his life, no one had ever let Boris get close to them, but he blamed that on himself, since he couldn't figure a reason as to why it might be other peoples fault. Except for girls, of course, they had always been downright mean to Boris in his life, and he figured that they must have just been generally evil. Chisille didn't fall into that category, though, Boris just saw her as a cute little dragon who he wanted to be friends with. Maybe this desire to befriend her had more than anything else to do with his past interaction with dragons, leaving him with the feeling of needing to make things right. But whatever the reason, all he really wanted was for people to like and trust him, just like he had seen them do with other people, so seeing the dragon reject his kindly advance only served to lessen his self esteem. Jack was an exception, yet Boris didn't really consider Jack's apparent liking for him as a comforting notion, probably just because Jack really didn't come to mind at that moment, the heartbreak of Chissy's response overshadowed any hope Jack had previously supplied.
Feeling dejected, and neither giving a damn about the splatter of blood and guts that were sprayed on him, Boris simply dropped his hand away. The smile ran away from his face. He plonked himself down on the floor, legs crossed like a child, shoulders slumped with what appeared to be one of Trixie's mangled nipples sliding down his cheek as he dropped his head somberly to pout.
"Boris sorry...." He turns his eyes to Chissy, a look that could only be given from someone with an inferiority complex, though the look didn't last long before his eyes turned back down at the floor. “Boris doesn’t know why people hate him…. I no want to hurt you. Boris only wants you to feel good.” Shaking his head slowly, a tear could be seen in his eye, which might have been an uncomfortable thing to view on someone with such a large, manly appearance. "I must be too stupid and ugly to be liked.... Boris really sorry.” The nipple dropped from his cheek and into his lap.
Despite his feelings of personal rejection and hurt, which was more or less a way of life for him, all he really wanted was something intelligent to say in the hopes he could make Chisille understand where he was coming from, and that he had no intention of being a threat to her – and as it turned out, that desire alone was enough to make his wish come true, if only for a short fleeting moment –
It was like his mind suddenly became clear with understanding, accompanied by actual words to speak. His slumped posture straightened, not abruptly, but rather smooth while his eyes lit up and looked at the dragon with undeniable kindness and understanding.
“Life can be cruel. It can make a good person turn bad.” He told her, his voice calm, clear and perfectly pronounced. “I have also had a life of pain and sorrow, just like you. So I understand that all you really want is a reason to feel safe. You want someone around who cares about you. Don’t we all really want the same thing, someone that makes us feel safe and loved?” A soft smile forms on his face. “A friend is patient and kind. Friends do not dishonour each other. They aren’t self-seeking. Friends are not easily angered and they keep no record of wrong doings. Friends do not delight in evil but rejoice in the truth. Friends always protect each other. Friends always trust. Friends always persevere and stay with each other until the end.” He paused again, giving Chissy a look so warm that it almost seemed impossible for his face to deliver such a look. “I know you’re confused and I know you have no reason to believe in the kindness of humans. I honestly understand. But I want you to know that if you want me to, I can be that friend for you. I like you so very much… and being that friend for you would make me very happy.”
As he finishes his speech, Boris’ eyes seem to dim again, his shoulders slump, and his eyes turn sadly to the floor.