"Hell no! I don't want my maiden heart broken thank you very much, just look at the guy, it is obvious he is some kind of manwhore"His indignant expression barely lasted a second before he couldn't contain a snort any longer and a few chuckles leave his lips. It's good to know that she can respond in kind to any teasing, more fun that way, and no bad feelings on either side. Now what did she say about being a nice young man? In an instant he changed from his usual mannerisms to his 'On the clock' persona, back straightened, scowl turned into a small smile, voice softened significatively and an open gesture with the arms. Then he raised his hand to his chest and inclined his head lightly, gone was the marked accent he spoke on.
"My apologies seƱorita, I was just trying to be friendly and jest but it appears I have failed at being comedic, I know it's shameless of me but could I ask for you to find forgiveness in your heart? I assure you that my intentions were not to offend or upset you." He inclined his face a little more and widened his smile a little... then turned it sardonic, a moment later he was back to his scowling face and slouching back with his hands in his pockets but the smile was still on his face.
"Also for the record, I could act like a perfect gentleman not unlike tree lover over there but, well, I have helped you kill a motherfucking ogre AND perform surgery so I like to think we are past normal formality by this point." Words that he never thought he would have never thought of saying left his mouth with such ease that he was left pondering for a second if this weird fucking world was already messing with his head.
"So for your other questions, well for starters I come from Veracruz in Mexico, a nice place to grow up in methinks, lively if a bit boring with a lot of kids running around in nature but eventually moved a bunch of times in the republic before I decided to settle on good ol' Nuevo Leon, as for what I used to do? nothing as exotic as being an international athlete, I was an assistant for the man in charge of logistics for a small company centered on the transportation of industrial goods, think FeDex but with big pieces worth a lot, used to be in HR but they moved me up" A shrug
"That little display before was how I was taught to speak to costumers actually, at least mixed with a cousin crash course lesson on professional nose browning" Now what else could he say? That was basically his whole life story, man thinking like that was depressing as fuck, maybe he should give back a question? What was socially acceptable to ask a French person? Meh let's go with the freebie.
"You said that you went to school in Paris right? Is it as good as it's often depicted cuz if so you are a lucky woman" "Good call, I can't speak for everyone but with the kind of luck I've had today....well I'm surprised nothing has tried anything yet."
A voice he had just heard a few times caught his attention and reminded him that he needed to talk to Adam about his 'wet necessity'
"Oh shit!, oh shit!, I forgot all about the blessing condition!" Well there was no time like the present.
"Hey Adam! Do you remember the whole buff thing? I got to spend an hour inside a body of water before I can use it again so could we make camp beside a stream or a river? You seem to know a thing or two about camping and I don't want to die to a snake or something"