[ He might just... keep the alcohol for himself now. Last thing he needs is this bundle of energy to be shitfaced or something. Is he even allowed to drink?? Things he won't bother to question as he takes a moment to look around them again. ]
I... guess?
[ He sort of came here for Berserker and not... "to hang out" or anything. But, the night is sure young for him and what else is he gonna do? Might as well then. So, he steps inside, a brow raised to the blond. ]
[ He remembers from their last conversation... awkward as it was and all. But he takes care to step in and looks around a bit. Should he take off his boots? ]
Kind of... hard to imagine you're Ciaran's bonded. Ciaran being... Ciaran and all.
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I... guess?
[ He sort of came here for Berserker and not... "to hang out" or anything. But, the night is sure young for him and what else is he gonna do? Might as well then. So, he steps inside, a brow raised to the blond. ]
You're one of his bonded, right?
[ What in the hell... ]
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[ flat puffs his chest with pride. it's not much that he does, actually, considering how scrawny he is. but it's fine. ]
You can call me Flat. Flat Escardos! It's nice to meet you again, mister Trevor!
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[ He remembers from their last conversation... awkward as it was and all. But he takes care to step in and looks around a bit. Should he take off his boots? ]
Kind of... hard to imagine you're Ciaran's bonded. Ciaran being... Ciaran and all.
[ He feels like Flat will get what he means. ]