Cassiopeia's View you can dip your feet once in a little while

srry for the wait!!

As per usual, his proclivity for politeness was his downfall. That was a bit dramatic, admitedly, but the boy could talk. "Sweetie pooh" would rattle between his ears for weeks. He was unsure if he should be amused or offended, but he settled on amused as he watched the chimera dart around. Such a strange little creature, though Étoille really wasn't one to judge. If he had a few screws loose, that was his business, so long as he respected the man's boundaries.

"I had assumed," he couldn't help but murmur at Loki's outburst of their species. Had the boy been shacking up with other animals? That would certainly explain a lot. He took a seat, still as stone. Perhaps as expected, Loki's descriptions of his family were frivolous. It felt like a narrative. He listened dutifully anyway. 

They had begun moving again at some point. Étoille paid little attention to their changing surroundings. As always, he was unconcerned with more than the space he took up. His eyes had yet to leave the chimera's form, passively interested in the story. "Do these characters have names," he asked, not expecting an answer. The boy was too wrapped up in the tale. Ah, Slade. "Alpha of Nightmares." All this darkness was not the man's usual pace. But, still. 

"Teekon?" He asked with genuine interest. A location most likely. Étoille realised at this point he was most surely being recruited. But he did not feel the need to break away yet. Bluntly, he did not conceive of Loki as a threatening force. This could be a mistake. Only time would tell.