“Not used to people complimenting you?” She asks amazed. He was the second person here she’d talked to like that. “Nice to meet you, Wolf. What kinda tunes?” Tina asks while stepping up to his side happily, looping her arm around his nonchalantly. “So what brought you here, hm?”
He shrugged a bit. “Not really used to people caring about me. Yeah, they say it, but I don’t believe them. People...Creatures like to lie about stuff like that,” he said with a soft bitterness in his voice. “Jazz, Rock, Classical, anything really. Except, maybe country, I only play that when I’m broken hearted,” he joked. “As for why I’m here,” he paused for a moment, “I’m here for the money. I don’t really care if they pair me up and say that this person is my perfect pair. I don’t really believe in that. I mean, I’m not going to shy away from it, but I just doubt that whoever made the show is able to really know. What about you?” He asked.