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His face broke into a pleased, slightly open-mouthed grin as she put forth the idea that they, indeed, would meet again—even if their paths went different ways for now. Somehow, he didn't see that happening. Pyg was too keen on the woman to let her get away that easily. 

I hope so, lass, Pygmalion responded. He stifled a yawn. . .no, two yawns. So deep into conversation with Bhediya, he'd forgotten how tired he was. His shoulders hunched sheepishly as he cast his gaze down the path, then returned it to the dark she-wolf. I should get some rest. Been travelin' for a while, now.

He raised his pale brows in an expression not quite a leer as he added, Ye're welcome to come bunk doon with me, if ye please. Not an overtly lascivious remark; Pyg wasn't confident enough in his own stamina to think of doing anything else but sleeping at the moment. Still, they could keep each other warm. . .