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“Hello there, it’s a nice evening. Isn’t it?” He purred.
This night before she found out about the pregnant werewolf... (which was the night before he found out, too). At least she didn't hate him at this point-he'd saved her life recently-but she wasn't exactly planning to get all friendly any time soon...and her brother probably still wanted him dead for all the grief he'd caused.
He hadn’t completely dropped his guard yet for this woman as while she seemed friendly enough trusting people had gone poorly for Valentine in the past. “So what exactly are you doing in the gardens if you have a bad history with them? Sounds like a poor idea.”
Yes, Leila was here.
Fenris sighed. What could possibly be wrong with adding another sword-hefting person to the mix, one who was on the verge of a mental breakdown? Probably nothing. Nope, definitely nothing with that. Just how to approach her without being a creeper....
"Leila I didn't expect to see you here." He said loudly enough for both of their attention without being too rude. Might's'well just act like he was passing through.
“They call me Valentine-“ He was cut off as someone else shouted from the distance. Immediately he turned to see who the intruder was and was glad he had not dropped his guard. Please don’t be some crazed sociopath. Valentine thought as he did not want to deal with it right now.