Cass nodded along with her tale, laughing softly, "Sounds about right. He's kind of like an ice pirate with the rum. You should go in there and play 'Find the Ice Dick'." That was a rousing good game even if Cass would use it as an excuse to grope Conor... That was entirely beside the point.
He pressed his lips together slightly, slowly feeling his heart sink. Humans could be so easily frightened. "Should I change back?" At least he had apparently terrified her into drinking her tea.