Silverlight Terrace she has her arms around your waist

at her comment about behaving, tegan merely gave an amused scoff. "i don't even behave," he chimed in return, granted, it was probably different for him than anyone else since he was pretty much prince of the pack. not that anyone fuckin treated him that way... 

and then, surprisingly, tegan found he was a little worried. none of that sounded very good... she said she was trying her best! but tegan wasn't really sure what all that accounted for. especially since, well, you know, he too had been trying his best and he was still pretty unhappy. he knew how it went. 

"well, hey, you just joined," tegan offered with as much encouragement as he could manage, reaching out to nudge her cheek in a friendly sort of manner, "and if you ever decide it's not for you, you should pop by the redhawks." he added that with a hefty grin, but... jeez. tegan wouldn't even be there, would he? good thing his plans changed in the next few threads.