[M] The Cat and the Assassin

"Yeah zat sounds fair," he teased as he got up and brushed his trousers off. He knew she had a point. Both in their own way was lonely, but never never would admit or acknowledge it as such. He was a bit too wary to try after all this time and he had no social skills. It was really hard for him to actually be able to talk to people for a long period of time. He walked over to her and smiled staring down at her. His arms crossed across his chest. His eyes amused, but something else was there too.

After a second he spoke, "I vill gater our food in ze needs of meats. Do not vorry on zat. You just go ahead and start cooking ze oter tings. I vill be back soon." He walked to the door and glanced back at her when he was at the door. His hand on the door knob as his eyes looked upon her. "I tink you already technically tried to climb me."

And with that he left. He left her with that comment and went to hunt.