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Bennett did not look at the farmer probably for the same reason the farmer was avoiding their gazes. So he didn’t start laughing outright. He had already tried to piss on this innocent’s parade, he’d let it go for now rather than argue the point with her. He wasn’t there to make little girls cry, however much fun that was. But it was a little early in the day.
He looked down at the squirming piglet with an indecipherable look. Bennett had handled plenty of livestock in his time, but those unused to shifters tended to cause a stink. They could sense the bear in him, feel the predator hiding beneath his muscles, waiting below the skin. It tended to freak them out.
He crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t need small animals to get girls,” he smirked at her, winking.
The baby pig senses the unseen danger and squirms desperately to escape the offering. It was still far too young to be offered as a snack to a bear! Perle didn’t notice the poor creatures fear though. Simply assuming the animal was squirmy as she’d seen many babies in videos be.
When he declined the offer and crossed his arms though she finally offered the creature relief by putting the creature back into it’s pen. Where it immediately ran to the other side as far from the two humans as possible. Already though Perle was turning her attention away from the animal to focus on the stranger and the conversation. She grinned at him, feeling a small laugh escape at his wink.
“Is that so? Well you certainly have the grin of a lady killer. You don’t see that often from guys visiting the farmers market.” Or at least not in the movies. In the movies guys at the farmers market were either total hipsters or romcom princely types.
