"Seems we have that in common then. This close to the moon being idle isn't something I typically enjoy." Neither does the hound. Caleb gave her a tight smile, the corner of his lip rising just as one of his shoulders did. She looked so small, so frail. Delectable.
He pushed that thought away. He would no scare the poor thing more than she already was. "Most of the time. Runs too. Wanna walk with me? We won't go far." Honestly he didn't mind the questions or the conversation. He didn't talk to people much, avoided them when he could. "I won't bite. Promise."