The woman's been watching Barry with obvious interest this whole conversation, her eyes locked on his face for the most part, but every so often drifting to dart over the thick fur covering his body, the long ears that twitch every so often, the horns sprouting so strangely from his head. But his invitation to stay--that's how she'll interpret it, at least--seems to take the younger woman by surprise, her eyes suddenly creasing in delight, the grin at her lips softening to a smile.
She was going to stay and bother him regardless, but it helps a little if he doesn't mind having her around.]
Sure. I'll take a beer. [It would be a little more polite to have whatever he was having, but Lup and her brother have never been known for their manners.
And as if to drive that home, Lup suddenly throws an elbow on the table and leans in closer to Barry, smiling up his way.] So what's your field, Mr. Scientist? Is it related to the notes you've been taking all afternoon-- [She leans in even closer to try and get a better view of his papers, but Barry's scrawl is just too foreign to the woman, she has to squint.] Oh shit, is it all super top secret? Should I not even be asking?
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The woman's been watching Barry with obvious interest this whole conversation, her eyes locked on his face for the most part, but every so often drifting to dart over the thick fur covering his body, the long ears that twitch every so often, the horns sprouting so strangely from his head. But his invitation to stay--that's how she'll interpret it, at least--seems to take the younger woman by surprise, her eyes suddenly creasing in delight, the grin at her lips softening to a smile.
She was going to stay and bother him regardless, but it helps a little if he doesn't mind having her around.]
Sure. I'll take a beer. [It would be a little more polite to have whatever he was having, but Lup and her brother have never been known for their manners.
And as if to drive that home, Lup suddenly throws an elbow on the table and leans in closer to Barry, smiling up his way.] So what's your field, Mr. Scientist? Is it related to the notes you've been taking all afternoon-- [She leans in even closer to try and get a better view of his papers, but Barry's scrawl is just too foreign to the woman, she has to squint.] Oh shit, is it all super top secret? Should I not even be asking?