04-06-2009, 05:29 PM
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He returned her friendly greeting with the crinkling at the corners of his eyes that usually signified smiling, sans the actual movement of his lips. 'Oh, well,' the coyote shifted one of the bottles into the crook of his bad arm and lifted the other to show it off, 'I found these in Hailfax, and it's quite nice outside...' His voice trailed off, and his arm fell to his side again, the red wine sloshing merrily against it's glass sides. Talitha really was his aegis, a guidance of sorts, that was slowly breaking him out of his shell. It occurred to him that she didn't know very much about him, but she didn't seem to be pressing him for information, either. 'We could go to, well, anywhere, really. The beach is nice, I think.' His head tilted slightly, waiting for her response.