cakeBefore recent events, the doctor lived for social interaction; this wasn't necessarily because he sought to bond with strangers, but because the sentient mind fascinated him in ways even he couldn't quite explain. Everyone was interesting in their own way, and it was generally easy to get people to talk about themselves. Occasionally, he met a person he didn't have to waste time talking to, as they were interesting in some way, small or big, right off the bat. This wolf was one of those, and Bane watched him silently. His neutral expression belied the curiosity he felt stirring within him, for the man's words and the eyes that looked so empty.
cakeIn the simplest of ways, it was true -- Bane was a stranger, as well. His eyes carefully flitted over the male's chest and legs as he shifted, watching with mild interest the change as it happened. More interesting than that was the fact that this fellow was shifting in the first place; the only reason possible was that Bane was half-shifted, and this man seemed to want to keep things even. Despite the stranger's impressize size -- comparable to his own -- Bane wasn't threatened; he sensed no danger here, simply wariness.
cake"Nothing in particular," he replied lightly, sparing a glance for the ocean as he stood, still and unthreatening a distance from the stranger. "Just being polite. Am I interrupting anything?"
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