He is the sweetest~

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“Have you ever had someone tell you about their loyalty, their devotion, and then feel like you can’t trust them still?” She asked.

She opens her mouth to argue- Then, as a werewolf, herself, shuts it-

Now there’s -two- lycanthropes debating this question… She would argue no, it’s not. But at the same time…

She makes a face at the idea. She’d rather a nice fat bull elk or a moose. Grey morals certainly are a good way to keep things interesting! But they’re also a way to keep things dangerous for people like them-

She’ll take his word for it. Though she recalls a time where she knew he was telling the truth… She squints her yellow eyes. If he bites her, he should know that she bites back!

Well…at least if it’s for the greater good. She has to be careful. As a healer, if she associates the smell of humans with food…well, it would be bad for business. Try?! She certainly would if he dared!

Oh, she knows. She could smell him a league away. But she’ll endure it. It’s not often that she gets to meet another lycanthrope~

She nods, a bit of a defeated look in her eyes. It feels like a leash more than any true leash ever could.

She is tackling Xavier Weiss. She knows that’s not the nicest thing to do to a blind man, but by the gods, did she miss him…

That look should be illegal on her face…is she alright?

The healer emerges from the tree line, dirty and cold. The lycan inside her is sated for now. For. Now. She sneaks into The Healing Hand to get her act together literally and figuratively.

Oh, is she thrilled to see his face- She is reaching for it with both hands.

She returns the hug with a delighted grin. “Been attempting to be!” She said. “And you? The seas better be kind!” Those bottles were a very welcome sight!

Slooooow head tilt.

She laughs as he lifts her, looking up at him as they settled at the table. “Oh, is that so? Tell me of your latest voyage!” She says as she reaches for a bottle.

Her head tilts and she points to herself. Her…?

She waves shyly. Just the local hedge witch. Healer. Nothing to see here!