Phantom Hollow here i found no self control

The last times they'd met, Mal had certainly not understood Ibis at all. They operated on very different wavelengths, and had very much been at odds with each other even before that. Different perspectives. Now she was acting completely different. He'd already come to the decision long ago that he'd totally win her over by showing what a suave, handsome guy he was, what she'd missed out on by thinking so highly of herself. Or something. This was different. Too easy. Whatever, he was going to keep going with the original plan, so at her words, he gave her a smile, a little mischievous at that.

He followed to where Lenny lead, taking a seat carefully chosen to show off his best side (or what he thought as such). He was about to ask about Okeanos when Lenny continued, Hey, many is totally better, as you can see-- he paused, preening at the fur on his shoulder for a moment before stopping. Besides, I got questions. First to Lenny, Like what were you saying a bit ago? And to Ibis, And I know Okeanos went off after you. Never saw him again, did he find you? Because it didn't seem like he'd been around her recently, Mal was sure he would recognize the scent.