Bo probably should have been more careful, should have thought of some sort of subtle phrase or question to find out who was displaced and who wasn't. She was pretty sure that while people here might not be as flexible on hurting humans, they would know if she went after a displaced. The network showed how in touch most of them were. So maybe, she should have been more careful, but really, how often was she being told that? After the fact.
He downed the drink and she lifted her lips in a crooked but sincere smile. "Is that anything like that fish? Just keep swimming?" Okay so yes, she had watched the cartoon one late night with Lauren. Not quite as entertaining as horror movies with Kenzi but Lauren had actually gotten emotional which was interesting. "A drink? Sure. If you tell my your name first."
Hmm, to take the question as serious or take it to the level of innuendo that might be considered crude. Well, she really didn't feel like advertising, even if she was looking, so she'd take the safer route. "I try not to. Once you consider it, you open yourself up to be defeated. Even if the odds aren't good, I like to think there's always a way. Not so much optimism as. . . stubborn." She added. She most certainly wasn't a glass half full kind of girl, but she sure as hell wasn't going to put up with it being empty either.