"Hehehe~" Tina accepts the affections and pats eagerly before stepping back herself and bounding back over to her seat. She clears her throat before putting on her fake posh tones again. Works on setting a scone at each of the places at the table though Reynard's is the biggest.
"Now then, you simply must hear the stories Sir Bearington brought back from Sanctuary. He's got his thumb on the pulse of high society alright. More tea, Sir Reynard?"
The food might be storebought and the drink questionable, but in this tiny oasis of a home in the middle of a wasteland sharing stories with a friend Tina has never felt more at home.
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on 2018-01-23 08:05 pm (UTC)"Now then, you simply must hear the stories Sir Bearington brought back from Sanctuary. He's got his thumb on the pulse of high society alright. More tea, Sir Reynard?"
The food might be storebought and the drink questionable, but in this tiny oasis of a home in the middle of a wasteland sharing stories with a friend Tina has never felt more at home.