FOX
Humming his agreement and taking another sip of his own drink, Fox's eyes have automatically slipped back around to the bar as if to survey the clientele, something Kiada will no doubt recognise from her own days as a hunter. There's no off switch for that kind of thing - or at least, it's not easily done. But sentences like you could be my bodyguard for the night have the equivalent of old internet dial-up noises playing in Fox's mind, and he blinks back at her with a mix of flustered shock and uncertainty as to whether he's heard her correctly.
With a mouth suddenly dry, he takes another long drink of beer before setting the glass down and scoffing as if trying to play it cool, though the pink haze to his cheeks and the way his hazel eyes don't seem to know where to settle is a huge giveaway. "I suppose I could miss out on my very important plans," he reasons - you know, the eating and the sleeping and all of that. "That is, if you wanted to."
With a mouth suddenly dry, he takes another long drink of beer before setting the glass down and scoffing as if trying to play it cool, though the pink haze to his cheeks and the way his hazel eyes don't seem to know where to settle is a huge giveaway. "I suppose I could miss out on my very important plans," he reasons - you know, the eating and the sleeping and all of that. "That is, if you wanted to."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
