LOCKE
Locke holds his hand out to Sugar. He mutters something to himself as he turns his hand over, exposing his palm to her. "Aren't you a lovely little thing.." He almost wants to ask if they're all this small but stops himself. Honestly at this point he's just giddy about the prospect of having a companion like a dragon. Who gives a shit about being a dragoon?
He does, maybe. A little bit. He looks over at Cameron, raising an eyebrow before looking back at Ronin. They must not have been around when he asked that. Although he's curious how Ronin will answer this time. See how solid his answers are. He takes another drink, eyeing Ronin's rings. The filthy little pickpocket in him wants to see if he can make off with one of them. Probably shouldn't though.
He does, maybe. A little bit. He looks over at Cameron, raising an eyebrow before looking back at Ronin. They must not have been around when he asked that. Although he's curious how Ronin will answer this time. See how solid his answers are. He takes another drink, eyeing Ronin's rings. The filthy little pickpocket in him wants to see if he can make off with one of them. Probably shouldn't though.
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
