Cian & Lan | The Docks 3:00pm
Great. He’d read her correctly – she wanted to talk. He stopped, crossed his arms, and gave the guy she’d been talking at a look that was almost sympathetic… though he didn’t seem at all put-upon. Little did he know. To be fair, Cian supposed the woman could be pleasant, when she put her mind to it, but in this instance, he wasn’t in the business of being fair.
“Just lovely,” he said dryly. “Gorgeous weather we’re having.” With the icy drizzle and the wind coming in off the water. “Yourself? You bored, foxy? You picked a hell of a day for a scenic walk.”