Teren follows Porter with her gaze until it makes sense to shift it over to Cedric, at whom she stares for a long, contemplative moment before slithering into the offered chair.
Whatever her thoughts on that revelation, Teren keeps them to herself as she surveys the room, briefly pausing every so often to let her gaze land appraisingly back on Cedric. She's waiting, no doubt, to hear the real reason they're here: or if not anything suspicious, at least there must be something he wanted to talk about.
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doneisdone) wrote2016-03-30 12:32 am
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"How do you know him," she asks, flatly curious.
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Alienage took her in, and only so many reasons Reginald Porter, human man would have known that.
"He's – he works hard. Tries hard."
Yeah, maybe that's a bit sympathetic.
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Whatever her thoughts on that revelation, Teren keeps them to herself as she surveys the room, briefly pausing every so often to let her gaze land appraisingly back on Cedric. She's waiting, no doubt, to hear the real reason they're here: or if not anything suspicious, at least there must be something he wanted to talk about.