As You Build Your Dreams On My Shattered Hopes

He seemed to be fighting with something, but it was hard to see what it was passed his endless sea of irritation. Her grin just grew wider and wider, tail swishing behind her in pleasure. She was really having fun pulling his leg, it seemed to be really easy to get under his fur. When he admitted that she was right, Mercy's black marked brows shot upwards, teeth flashing as she inched closer. "Oh, what's that? I don't think I heard you. I'm... right, right? That's what you really wanted to say, right?" she egged him on, a smooth chuckle leaving her lips. Boy, he was too easy to piss off. She had only ever known one other that was that easy... and it was herself. Snorting, she moved closer to him, aiming to get right up in his face. He said something about having nothing to lose, and the tip of her tongue stuck out at his words. "You're right, you're the lowest of the low at the moment. No where to go but up!" Mercy said with another laugh.

When the brute introduced himself, and she backed up to give him some space. "Naoise, pleasure. I'm Mercy Guerrero, you're new best friend." she might have been teasing, but her voice had grown more serious. Her grin vanished, features taking on a calmer note. "But seriously, I could help you if you wanted. We could spar, or I could even help you hunt. You need to get some meat on your skinny self before anything else. Cause, you might fall apart." she flopped to her rump, her shoulders shrugging. She didn't really care either way, if he wanted her assistance or not.

"Speech"