Atlas chucked and leaned back against his seat, stretching his arms out. "Well, I hadn't started out waiting for you," he said. "But I caught a glimpse of you through the shop window and. . . well, I thought I'd just hang around for a while, see what happened."
He decided not to tell her about following her scent; he didn't want to seem like a complete stalker, but she could know he was waiting for her. "I thought you might let me prove myself to you."