Shy Deer Steppes Snakes Among Wolves

He nods back to her, agreeing with her statement. “I’ve got a full deck right now. Better not ruin it, huh?” He chides himself with a light chortle, finally allowing himself to walk at a settled pace and–for once–not have that god damned smirk plastered to his face.

“It’s bound to be that way. Conflicting personalities and such.” He says easily. 

A lot of his bravado is connects to his real personality but sometimes even a man as extravagant and extra as he is, likes to cool down. Though, it’s good not to get his mellow appearance confused for complacency, he’s always ready to strike back to his sadistic self in a lighting strikes time. 

Even then, this trek back with his newly found companion, gives him time to contemplate and really think about what cards he’ll play next. The she-wolf isn’t bad company he’d say either.