Sawtooth Spire Duracell Rabbit

Her question gave him an opportunity to decline her company. Q was delighted and surprised in equal measure when he accepted it instead. Snorting lightly at his disclaimer, she folded to her haunches nearby, tail curling around so that its feather-soft tip rested primly on her toes.

Her pale gaze rested on him a moment before she observed aloud, "Man, you look like how I've felt the past week: totally wiped. Still handsome as heck though," she added with a wink and click of her tongue. "You ever had a migraine before?" she queried in the next breath.