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And now to plot her escape. She got a feeling that he wouldn't want anything more after this, and while she wouldn't mind seeing him again... she would only want to see him under the same circumstances. Like him, she was fine with keeping the smalltalk out of their situation, and she let her mind wander in the meantime. She wondered where she should go from here, if she should look for a pack, but somehow that was less-appealing than she had originally thought it would be.

Perhaps she should find somewhere to settle down for the winter, at least, and get herself some a regular nookie-partner there. She considered for a moment asking this guy where he lived, but again, she didn't want to ruin the moment. Eventually, their bodies loosened up enough that she was able to detach from him (or him from her, depending on how one wanted to phrase it), and Chip scuffled a few feet away from him, happy to be on her own once more.

"So, uh, hope you aren't, like, expecting a thing out of this. I don't really do the whole relationship... stuff." She put her eyes to the ground, glancing up to gauge his reaction.