Duck Lake ; chains

Oath wrinkled her nose as her lips twisted up at the corners. "You know that was a joke, right?" The russet settles down when he does, feeling her irritation ebb as he begins to speak. He didn't seem like a bad dude and she felt a little bad for her initial reaction. "Mostly."

The Fireband is considering his words, head inclined ever so slightly. "Why wouldn't you want to hide from everyone? Only about half of you are actually decent and I don't like to play with fire. Burnt a few too many times." The femme would drop a playful wink in his direction before continuing. "Besides, I'm not alone." Oath doesn't elaborate just in case he did turn out to be one of the other half of the population. She wouldn't give herself or her companion away. Luckily, Goose was elsewhere just in case things went south.