And she almost laughs out loud. Oh, if only. "You want me to stick around, you could just say so."
Right, that's a little overt. Whatever, subtlety's never been her strongest suit. She tears her gaze away -- whatever feeling has her blood running hot, it is not the boss of her -- and she distracts herself for a moment with the dog that's attached itself to her. Some kind of irony, that. She's still perfectly content to give it a few good scritches behind the ear, as she seems an agreeable sort of animal.
"I'm not afraid of what's out there. Whatever it is, I've seen worse." It's not a boast, not enough pride in her tone for that. But a few odd animals are nothing compared to--
Other things.
"So, got any other compelling reasons I should keep close?"
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Right, that's a little overt. Whatever, subtlety's never been her strongest suit. She tears her gaze away -- whatever feeling has her blood running hot, it is not the boss of her -- and she distracts herself for a moment with the dog that's attached itself to her. Some kind of irony, that. She's still perfectly content to give it a few good scritches behind the ear, as she seems an agreeable sort of animal.
"I'm not afraid of what's out there. Whatever it is, I've seen worse." It's not a boast, not enough pride in her tone for that. But a few odd animals are nothing compared to--
Other things.
"So, got any other compelling reasons I should keep close?"