What do you have to say for yourself?
09-27-2015, 04:59 PM
He took her explanation is silence, choosing to study her while she answered while keeping a tight hold on a carefully constructed poker face. If there was any merit to the profession she claimed to be part of then he didn't want her reading him and fabricating a response that she thought he wanted to hear. There was a balance he had to find, a way to ask his questions while giving away as little as possible. Deciding on a line of questioning, he stated, "So you knew dealing with Sonticus wolves was a bad idea." Her first mention of liking him didn't immediately set off any alarm bells, but that, coupled with her tell him he was pretty, did the trick. Stunned, but hiding it moderately well, Valentine's chin rose as he regarded Renhett with a veiled expression. He didn't know what to make of such a statement. That, combined with the nature of their conversation, only further his suspicion. Was she trying to deflect the conversation, preying on his vanity in the hopes of buttering him up so he'd forget his distrust? If that was the case it wasn't going to work. Clearing his throat first, Valentine then searched Renhett's eyes as he spoke. "While I appreciate those words I'd rather you keep such observations to yourself." There was a divide he wished to keep between himself and his members. Only once had he given in and he had no intention of ever doing it again. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.