Blacktail Deer Plateau Mistaken Identity

His brows rose sky-high at her tale, though he couldn't say he was too surprised. Murdock? Kissing a girl? Noooo.

"Sounds like him," he said shortly, growing slightly irritated for seemingly no reason whatsoever. "He always did have a way with women." His words were bitter, biting, sarcastic, and he softened his tone as he continued to speak, throwing Pema a half-apologetic look for his sudden ire.

"So you do medicine. What else? What do you like? What's your favorite color?" He said the last question jokingly, breaking into a grin. "Okay, I know I just threw a lot of questions at you, but you can throw them right back at me, too." He paused a beat, for effect. "Green, if you're curious."

What the fuck was wrong with him? Just a few minutes alone with this woman had turned him into a simpering idiot.