Great. A hero type who didn't really understand the generosity he was offering. From Faye's perspective, it was a boon — but objectively, she wondered how long it would be until someone took advantage of that kindness. That willingness to take time and effort out of his own day for a veritable stranger.
She threaded her fingers through her hair, eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to parse him out. His expression was just... so damned guileless.
Not the kind of look she herself had worn in years.
"So what do you do by day, when not oogling a lady's ship and offering to save her from potential peril?" she asked, lifting her chin slightly, lidded eyes narrowed in interest.
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Date: 2014-04-17 04:47 pm (UTC)She threaded her fingers through her hair, eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to parse him out. His expression was just... so damned guileless.
Not the kind of look she herself had worn in years.
"So what do you do by day, when not oogling a lady's ship and offering to save her from potential peril?" she asked, lifting her chin slightly, lidded eyes narrowed in interest.