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Leonard 'Bones' McCoy (bones_mccoy) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

When the young lady put her hand on the back of his arm, he put his own hand over it with a light, but reassuring, sort of pressure. He wasn't about to let her get into any trouble, not while he was around, and that hand on hers was meant to show that much. He kept his hand on hers for now, even while he turned to look at her so that they were face to face rather than side by side. "Well, now, what do you suppose those things are?" He wondered out loud, tracking the goblin as it left the area. If it posed a threat, his gun was still in his free hand, and he was an excellent shot. It was odd, there was something so familiar about this Jane, something that reminded him... but he wasn't exactly sure what he was reminded of. It was strange, one of those deja vu sort of things.

"Nah, it's okay. I can see how you'd think that." He laughed and squeezed her hand a bit. "I'm just in off the ranges, so I reckon I could use some cleaning up. I was going to do that when I saw this party..." But that wasn't quite right. Though he couldn't say just why it wasn't right, so he shrugged it off. What did it matter, really? He was here and she was pretty and obviously needed him. He'd always been a bit of a sucker for that, for being needed.

He laughed once more at her question. "Well, now, that would be a trick, wouldn't it? There isn't a Mrs McCoy." He stopped and considered for a moment. "Well, there probably is somewhere, but I have nothing to do with that." For the first time, spurred on by her question, it occured to him that she might be married. He frowned slightly and glanced down at her ring finger. If she was married, or engaged, she'd be wearing a ring, right?

"We could dance, if you like." There was music in the air, and, though it wasn't the sort he was used to, it was pleasant enough, and suitable for dancing. He wasn't the best dancer in the world, but he could manage without completely embarassing himself.