Dyson Thornwood & Angeline Dawes
Dyson did not know the woman before him. He's pretty sure he'd remember someone like her, especially the features. Even her scent. Though her scent was different than some of the others that he'd met so far. He does, however, give her a bit of a smile. It wasn't something he did often but he could do it.
"Mine's been going pretty well too, I can't complain anyway." He probably could but there was really nothing to complain about. "Did you sign up for this?" He's notice that some did and some didn't. Even noticed that some were dragged off the streets for the event.