If he were a better person, Briar would have asked about her drawing. She'd come to the park to do it, after all. But if he were a better person, he wouldn't be accepting an offer to go to bed with her, a stranger he'd met on a park bench, who he knew nothing about other than that she was pretty in a rough around the edges way and that she drew better than he did. He'd have tried to get to know her first. But, well, truth be told he didn't see the necessity girls tended to put on that sort of thing and far away from home and everyone he knew and loved? He'd be a fool not to take whatever comforts he was offered.
Briar might not have had a mother to raise him but he hadn't become a fool all the same.
"Right then," he agreed easily, his notebook tucked under his arm as he stood to join her. "Lead the way. And I'll ask you not to try to slice my throat when we get there." Going off with strangers wasn't always safe, Briar knew, and New York was even as much so as any of the more dangerous cities he'd been to. Cities, by in large, didn't have the plant life for him to call upon for protection if he needed it. He had to rely on his mage kit, and that wasn't practical to carry around much of the time.
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Date: 2022-07-28 03:27 am (UTC)Briar might not have had a mother to raise him but he hadn't become a fool all the same.
"Right then," he agreed easily, his notebook tucked under his arm as he stood to join her. "Lead the way. And I'll ask you not to try to slice my throat when we get there." Going off with strangers wasn't always safe, Briar knew, and New York was even as much so as any of the more dangerous cities he'd been to. Cities, by in large, didn't have the plant life for him to call upon for protection if he needed it. He had to rely on his mage kit, and that wasn't practical to carry around much of the time.