"Well I mean not yet. I'm sure her fucking Erandur might have something to do with it, but maybe she's still at her intimidation phase. Plus she's a single woman now, and I won't lie, absolutely fuckable." Not that he'd gone there yet. There was no lying that Maryanne was a MILF. But there weren't enough hours in the day to pursue any itches to scratch.
He leaned on the staff as if he needed it, though he didn't. And it easily took his weight. He kept his steps slow and matched to Reeve's. But when Binx said something about him checking his phone, Henry stopped and pulled out the phone. He did not expect to see what he was seeing. His jaw dropped. And he wouldn't admit it, but he might have got a little stiff. He snorted softly when Mack mentioned his name, but grunted softly at the events that followed. "I... well... Damn, if I was a man that smoked I would need a cigarette." He slipped the phone back into his pocket. And continued on, though now with a bit of a noticeable limp. "Binx you don't have to mark his territory for him, I haven't said more than two words to Mack since she got here."