zachary wilson : : werewolf (nothingleft) wrote in light_of_may, |
Zach liked to think that he wasn't a creep or anything of the sort, of course that didn't mean that other people might not think that about him. Really he wasn't overly concerned with what people thought of him. He just wanted to get on with his life and try to avoid any more pain while he did that. He smiled when she chuckled and nodded his head in agreement, the expression definitely applied to his current situation.
He took the business card she held out for him and looked down at it, he'd never met anyone that listed themselves as an historian and scholar before, it seemed like an odd thing to label yourself as but what did he know. "Well I can tell you whoever told you that they were right." Zach had no idea that she was a Siren of course and that she could literally persuade men to do what she wanted. "Well being fairly new myself I might have to ask around about legal help but first I need to decide if I'm going to accept your offer of help. I don't want to get too far ahead of myself with this." He smiled as he spoke, in truth he couldn't really think of a reason not to take her up on her offer but he didn't want to rush into anything. "Did you need to get any more photos of the tree or can I tell the workmen they can get back to getting rid of it?"