Cedar Sweep so close, but so far away

"The fuck is right," Clover snorted in reply, easily amused by Charon's crude language. "Yeah, no," she replied, feeling at ease once he spoke again, "You're definitely not the dude I was looking for." Although Charon was conventionally attractive, he just wasn't her type—she liked them tall, dark, and handsome. "You smell a hell of a lot like him, though," she admitted, scrunching her nose, "You're from Moonspear, aren't you?"

"I'm not sure if you should be relieved or disappointed, either," she remarked with a smirk. "Probably relived."