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Mercy Thompson (fearlesslamb) wrote in wariscoming,

Mercy took the drink and after stabbing a straw through the lid and sipping, she set it in one of his cup holders. "Hey, never doubt that I can't find a good Rabbit," came her quick reply. At the offer of a loan, she hesitated, then gave a small shrug. "Maybe. If we work out repayment arrangements." Because she did have to admit that she wouldn't immediately have the money to get a place, and she'd need something to start out with, at least.

Taking her bag, Mercy was had already unwrapped and started on the first burger before he made it out of the parking lot. It was finished quickly, the wrapper balled up and dropped back into the bag, and she started on the fries to eat them before they got cold, though not as quickly as the burgers.

"So where are these hunting grounds?" She asked while looking back over at him. "And who all is here, wolf-wise?"