She was somewhat used to getting looks like that, and while Guns’ Vanna impression had drawn a giggle from her, Coyote’s glance merely was returned with an arched eyebrow and the slight lean of her body toward Raven.
With Onatah and Lela she was pleasant enough, but she didn’t say much, sliding into Raven’s hold when he did slip his arm around her bare middle. She was the token arm candy tonight, in her not-quite-traditional garb and her quiet demeanor. A smile had been thrown up to the little bird when he had begun to recite the one word he knew upon seeing it. In fact, most of her day had been done to the chirp of ‘ketchup-ketchup-ketchup’ since she was the one who taught it to him albeit accidentally.
She looked at the paint, and then up at Raven, tucking one of her lip rings back into her mouth to chew on. Usually she’d be all for volunteering, but that was then.. and now is different.