I still see your reflection inside of my eyes (nolonewolf) wrote in lab_rinth,
Tristan had been guessing; the were who'd approached him had seemed like he might be the one in charge. His initial instinct had been right, for once. He snickered at the other man's words. "Yeah, since I have to wait for the moon, the furry don't help." He'd been told that it would be quite a few years before he'd be able to change at will; if he had been able to, he would've certainly done so to keep warmer in the snow.
Tristan didn't take his coat off yet, still not completely warmed up from the extreme chill outside. Settling into the chair, he tucked his hands beneath his thighs. "I guess it depends on what you need done," he said of what skills he might have and what might interest him. "I never worked at a gym before, but I can answer phones, clean stuff, wash towels." He shrugged, being no stranger to what some might consider menial jobs. Hey, if it was a way to make money, he was in.