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Qhuinn raised an eyebrow, limping over to the bars to fix him with a look. “I was visiting someone.. And no thanks, I already have one right now and you seem like you’d be a handful..” Crossing her arms, she sniffed the air around him, trying to piece together why he’d be in there. She caught the scent of blood, but wasn’t sure who’s it was. “Nate..cut the shit, what’s going on?”
"Nothing. Like I said, I'm waiting for my mistress to come get me. Or for the beast to tear through the bars. I dunno, take a pick." Nate looked at her with a glance; his face was a mask of indifference and his eyes gave nothing away. "I've been blacking out again, Qhuinn."









