Maybe all you need is someone to trust
"Think it went as well as it could." He turns to press a kiss into her hand before leaning down to press another to her nose. Locke isn't sure where to start so he lightly pushes her back, looking her over in turn. "Well, they liked the flowers. They even planted them... Or something. I'm not entirely sure. If you ever go to the shrine here, I'm sure you'll see them. And they liked the pie. Said I should be a chef.." He's rambling at this point.
He's also not entirely sure how to explain what happened though. "I didn't get a quest or anything, like you did. But they were nice. It was different than what I expected but.. Not quite." He runs a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to articulate how he feels. Words were never his strong suit.
"Go sit down. I have something to show you." Once she's well enough away, he shifts. It's somehow familiar and strange to him, this new form. He gives her a low rumble, almost like a purr but not quite. He feels so big, so powerful in this form. But as he approaches her, he merely rubs against her, a massive housecat it seems.
He's also not entirely sure how to explain what happened though. "I didn't get a quest or anything, like you did. But they were nice. It was different than what I expected but.. Not quite." He runs a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to articulate how he feels. Words were never his strong suit.
"Go sit down. I have something to show you." Once she's well enough away, he shifts. It's somehow familiar and strange to him, this new form. He gives her a low rumble, almost like a purr but not quite. He feels so big, so powerful in this form. But as he approaches her, he merely rubs against her, a massive housecat it seems.
LOCKE
