Re: Holding Pens: Willow
Yes, he was very strange indeed. She wondered how many people were able to follow exactly what his was saying with the way he bounced from topic to topic fluidly. But he seemed nice enough and the redhead gave a tentative smile in return.
"From my observations from being in her so far, you seem to be in the minority of wanting a conversationalist in a slave." She commented, though she found the man's train of thought a relief. "Not that it's a bad thing, just a surprise. It's just that most want someone to be their kinky slave monkey or their maid. Though out of the two maid would be the preferrable occupation, but cleaning all day everyday with no other purpose would get dull."
Realizing she was starting to ramble, she stepped forward and took the mans hand. "Willow," she said introducing herself. "What kind of doctor are you, Doctor.." she trailed off realizing he handnt offered a name after his title.