Penny listened and drank. As the bottle emptied he looked around for a place to sit and decided to pick the most comfortable chair in the room; the couch. He leaned back and continued to watch her, his eyes moving over her a little more as he got himself drunk.
"Where ever there are people things suck," at least in his experience.
There were probably things like schools or at least teachers, parents, and so on. The supernatural world where she lived didn’t sound as picky as his. His abilities could get him killed but then there aren’t that many Travelers, maybe a handful in the world and the moth man had made sure that that precarious number shrank.
"What about you? What can you do?" He meant in the super natural sense. He wasn’t going to ask what she was because he rather liked that she was open enough to talk to him when he was willing to offer so little in return.
I think you said there was a couch?
"Where ever there are people things suck," at least in his experience.
There were probably things like schools or at least teachers, parents, and so on. The supernatural world where she lived didn’t sound as picky as his. His abilities could get him killed but then there aren’t that many Travelers, maybe a handful in the world and the moth man had made sure that that precarious number shrank.
"What about you? What can you do?" He meant in the super natural sense. He wasn’t going to ask what she was because he rather liked that she was open enough to talk to him when he was willing to offer so little in return.