[He peers out from under his hood at her, face bone-pale and bone-textured and generally very bony, and raises his hands to meekly fend her off; his oversized sleeves slide back, exposing his radius and ulna beyond the edges of the gloves.]
I'm not a monster! [he squeaks,] Please don't hit me!
aaaaaaa tamika! <3333 a tamika! i am very happy right now. :D
I'm not a monster! [he squeaks,] Please don't hit me!