When you had been cornered by ganados, you could feel someone's hand grabbing your wrist, pulling you into a hiding spot inside a small closet.   You couldn't help but squirm as the man clasped a hand over your mouth from behind. After a moment of you continuing to squirm, he growled between his words.   "Sit.. still." The man growls in your ears. You can't help but feel shivers from the growl. Is this man even human?