Not a problem; we're all here to help. <3
He startled her, but she seemed to bounce back well enough, raising her eyes subtly as he watched. His head tilted in vague curiosity while she sized him up. That was, in recent times, unusual for him to see — in the past, he was often looked at as outsiders and even cult members wondered silently if they could 'take' him. Of course, he didn't expect that she planned to jump him, having faith in her intellect. And then she spoke the words he'd expected: She'd come to join the pack. A large hand rose to rub at his chin thoughtfully, studying her in silence. Again, she spoke, her words very blunt and direct. Odd as it was to see on his face, Ravesque broke into a lazy smile. "You may." He was amused by her formality.
Sure, he should have called Naniko first, but Ravesque's mind was set on keeping her grounded within her den. In her condition, a phrase he had stopped using since she berated him days before, he didn't find it necessary for her to be moving about — he was fully capable of bringing them to her. His arms crossed and his weight shifted, body leaning forward as he waited to hear her words. "If it sounds good, I'll take you to our Angela." His explanation, and promise, made perfect sense to him: if she was worth the effort, or if she showed some promise, he'd drag Naniko to the surface.
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