SEXY AND I KNOW IT (CAT)

He would chuckle, inquiring about the stipulations of his stay. A shoulder would lift in a shrug, a smirk tugging at her lips. Whatever she wanted. He would dive into a story, one that she only half listened to after he stated that he lost his memory. Pity. Not really. He did have a point though, nothing interesting was happening around here. But she had every intention of changing that. This place had become stagnant, far too comfortable with their pathetic existence. Someone needed to shake things up. He would ramble on, speaking like a drug addict who's gone too long without a fix. She said nothing, only looking rather amused. He talked a lot. He wanted adventure, excitement, and he would try to pull her from her home to achieve it. She would laugh, shaking her crown slowly. "You've gone bat shit crazy." She would comment. He inquired about her name, having forgotten it, though there were no hard feelings, she didn't remember his either. "Cataleya. And you, or should just call you a crazy old man?" He wanted to get to know her better? Or did he just want a partner in crime? Someone to go pillage the weak and helpless with.