Christian rested his arm on the back of the couch, tilting his head to rest it on his fist. His eyes tracked Penny as she looked this way and that. He raised an eyebrow when she stood and cracked open the bottle of tequila. He shifted on the couch, leaning forward to watch her more closely. Whether it had been the way she drank the tequila in one gulp or her body language, Christian knew what Penny had to say was serious.
He was relieved when Penny said she didn’t want to leave and would turn Charles down. He finished his wine, feeling satisfaction from that statement alone. Of course, that left Penny back at square one, but maybe she would remain local and protect the town she grew up in rather than travel all over the country as other hunters did. However, he wasn’t expecting her to request that he train her.
Christian knew a lot about the supernatural community, more than the average hunter even, but giving that information to a human was not exactly part of the reaper’s training book. As much as he didn’t want to, he felt he would have to ask for Death’s guidance. He only hoped Death wouldn’t request Christian to leave Penny alone. He didn’t want that, not in the least.
Christian looked away from Penny, smiling at her proclamation of caring for him more than the trio she fought with yesterday. ”Bree asked if you were my friend,” he said, talking about the job he had been on before coming to see Penny. ”I found that I really rather liked that. I’ve never really had a friend,” he said. He stood, gathering his glass and the two empty ice cream bowls. He set everything on the counter beside Penny and smiled at her.
”Okay, if you want me to train you, I’ll see what I can do,” he said, agreeing to Penny’s terms.
He was relieved when Penny said she didn’t want to leave and would turn Charles down. He finished his wine, feeling satisfaction from that statement alone. Of course, that left Penny back at square one, but maybe she would remain local and protect the town she grew up in rather than travel all over the country as other hunters did. However, he wasn’t expecting her to request that he train her.
Christian knew a lot about the supernatural community, more than the average hunter even, but giving that information to a human was not exactly part of the reaper’s training book. As much as he didn’t want to, he felt he would have to ask for Death’s guidance. He only hoped Death wouldn’t request Christian to leave Penny alone. He didn’t want that, not in the least.
Christian looked away from Penny, smiling at her proclamation of caring for him more than the trio she fought with yesterday. ”Bree asked if you were my friend,” he said, talking about the job he had been on before coming to see Penny. ”I found that I really rather liked that. I’ve never really had a friend,” he said. He stood, gathering his glass and the two empty ice cream bowls. He set everything on the counter beside Penny and smiled at her.
”Okay, if you want me to train you, I’ll see what I can do,” he said, agreeing to Penny’s terms.