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A pale little pretty boy with dark eyeliner; not exactly the whore of a distraction Lacoste had in mind, but he wouldn't turn down good company either. If this guy was good company at all. 

In response to the wagging tail, he gave a singular wave of his own, not rude but not wanting to come off as too enthusiastic. The question recieved a half-hearted shrug. Not lost, just... Awkward glance around them. Looking for something to cure my boredom. But not really sure if a pack is the answer to that, so, I've just been wandering. He sighed. A quick sniff told him this guy was a loner like himself... You on your own too, huh?