Demacian eagles were an incredibly rare sight, and TF had practically been all over the world. Valor would be the only one he'd see up close. Inspecting the magnificent bird for a moment, he could see the wariness shining in his eyes. Looking to Quinn, he gave her a gentle smile before grabbing her free hand gingerly, pressing a soft kiss on top. "I hear you're searchin' for somethin', darlin'. Anythin' I can do to help?" he grinned up at her.
Quinn immediately retracted her hand and glared daggers at the Card Shark. “Ahh, Twisted Fate.” She smiled coldly, “I am indeed looking for something, but I can handle it fine on my own, thank you.” She quickly stood on her tip-toes and patted him on the head like a child, and began to walk off, eager to see if he’d try to pull any shenanigans. She hadn’t had some troublesome fun with a convict in a long, long time.
