"Jus' takin' in the sights, Frail," he smirked in return, looking far too calm and relaxed. It was obviously an act, for Creed was always hyper aware and on edge, as Callisto would well know. He tilted his chin up a bit more as he looked up at her at her higher position.
"Why're you stalkin' me?" He questioned with his usual arrogance, tossing his head to try and get blonde hair out of his face. "Just couldn't stay away from big Papa Creed, huh?" He asked with a cocky smirk, slouching further and spreading his knees a bit more, as if sure she wanted a better view of his package. "Any good hits lately?" He questioned. As much as Callisto reminded him of the fact that he'd never gotten a piece of that amazing ass, she also reminded him of some damn good marks, with even better bounties.