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To be quite honest, she was surprised to see him here. After their last meeting, she figured she would be too much of a temptation for him to come hanging around and asking for something to happen. Then again, he was dead set on them being friends, so perhaps he just wanted to test himself to make sure he could do that. She thought it was silly, but he seemed into it, so she couldn't complain. Besides, he was easy on the eyes, and she didn't mind having more man-meat around to objectify. Not that she would consider him mate-material. He had his own, and he lived far away from her, so that was unlikely to ever pan out into anything other than flirting.

When he called her "mistress," she batted her eyes in an exaggerated way to suggest that she knew he was joking. But who was she kidding? Fox adored the attention. She wondered why exactly he wanted to see her (aside from the obvious), since she usually brought news when she went to see him. It wasn't like she was going to give him a tour or anything. Despite their personal... "friendship," he was still an outsider.

“Things are—” she began, but was cutoff by a figure in the distance. A small, pudgy-looking thing barreled toward them, and Fox bristled, but relaxed when the little thing yelled, "Dad!" Of course, it reminded her that he did have a family back home, and this was not going anywhere. She couldn't tell if this was the same one who had been with him when she had greeted him at the plateau. It was certainly feisty, to say the least. Fox couldn't help but giggle when the pup growled at her.

“You didn’t say you'd brought one with you,” she said, flashing Perry a questioning glance.