Bad Weather, Good Company

Eyes would rove over her frame before drifting to the exterior entrance of the den where the rain still poured and the lightning still flashed. The occasional rumble of thunder graced the percussion of the rain, but overall it was just a heavy downpour. He wondered how many more days would be like this, how many more hours he'd have to spend cooped up in his den. He doubted she'd linger forever, but he'd take all the time he could get. Perhaps if the storm continued, or even got worse, she'd stay with him overnight. One could only hope that mother nature cooperated. Still quite perturbed with his own slip of the tongue, Leon agonized over the many different reactions she could have as a result of what he'd said. Her eyes were closed, or at least they appeared closed to him, perhaps that would spare him the details of whatever she was feeling after such a comment.

She would respond, ignoring his friend quip and instead focusing upon his discussion of the weather. Was this some form of mercy she was offering him by going along with his weather distraction? She went further, offering up a joke of her own. How clever! Leon smirked and allowed a chuckle to slip from unhinged jaws. "Not sure I'd look half as handsome with a pair of gills... I think you could pull them off, though." Cerulean gaze danced in the darkness, almost half trying to imagine her with gills on either side of her cheeks, just behind that cute tuft of hair that stuck out on either side. Heck, she could grow fins and still be mostly attractive. He met her gaze with certainty, some part of the look stating that he meant what he'd said in more than just a joking fashion.

She would compliment him, sending a rush of blood to his cheeks that he was thankful was not visible in the current lighting. He shook his head dismissively, eyes rolling slightly. She need not flatter him, though he wasn't in total protest of her words either. It was good to be recognized, especially by her. "Hardly, Valhalla was in need and I stepped into position. I'm sure any one of our warriors are capable enough for the task." He paused, remembering some rumors he'd overheard while patrolling. "Have you heard about the new ranking system? Apparently the ranks are going through some changes.. I wonder when they'll be announced?" Yes, that was a rather innocent line of conversation, and would equally see to it that he could naturally segway into asking about her plans for the future. Perfect.



"speeeeech"