Cassiopeia's View swallow my breath and take what is mine.

Whether it was his success or her humorous attitude, Rannoch seemed to settle away from his frustration. Liffey was glad for it relaxed the tension she had felt in her own chest. He seemed alarmed by her commentary at first, but already she was getting used to his character and so her smile never faltered, only grew brighter when he teased her back.

She nodded her head sagely as her expression turned to an understanding frown. "I'm actually of the opinion that we're all weirdos, some just hide it better than others," she commented lightly, "So you're probably more used to talking to them than you even know." Liffey's mind began sifting through the wolves she had known in her life. All of them were weirdos in one way or another. Her own twin was probably the worst, come to think of it...