zachary wilson : : werewolf (nothingleft) wrote in light_of_may, |
It wasn't always easy to get a read on people and it was entirely possible that you could meet someone and have a perfectly civil conversation and have no idea they were a murderer or something like that but Zach had the benefit of his wolf senses, he could use them to get a better idea of what a person was like. He didn't know exactly what Maxine was but so far he didn't think she harboured any ill will towards him. "It is certainly an exciting world isn't it."
Maybe he'd been exaggerating a little bit when he'd said they might go hungry, he had savings and if it came to it he could always find a job somewhere, not that he wanted it to come to that and maybe with Maxine's help he could avoid that for a little longer. "No we really can't," he added with a slight chuckle. "Maybe I should, they do say that a problem shared is a problem halved. I doubt they were talking trees in stores when they said that but it could still apply." He smiled at her again when she leaned in, it wasn't often he allowed people to get close to him but it seemed rude to move away when this woman was talking about investing in his store and helping him out when she didn't even know anything about him. "Well if you're going to let me choose which half you have that makes it almost impossible to say no."