One might have supposed that Nanook was someone who had wanted to draw a ton of attention to him anyway, but he wasn't one to brag about not being a bland person or anything like that. He seemed cool and collected, and he didn't mind Marissa's personality at all anyway. He didn't complain for sure.<br/><br/>More importantly, he didn't act like he was just tolerating her presence. Nanook was actually genuine about all of this.<br/><br/>"Well, I'll be honest and say I try to avoid drugs." While he laughed for a moment, what he was saying was sort of a cover for what the truth really was.<br/><br/>Being a werewolf, he had a tendency to take the law into his own hands and use his altered state for what he considered to be the most common good. As a result, Nanook wasn't opposed to tearing dealers or drug pushers limb from limb under the light of the full moon in a near feral bloodbath.<br/><br/>That being said, he wasn't going to tell her that. Well, not just yet anyway. For all he knew she didn't believe in such creatures, though her scent obviously still said that there was something about her that he didn't know about.<br/><br/>"Well, I wasn't trying to trash anyone either, but you know that at times there are certainly some types of people who get attracted to movie production anyway. I think that was more like what you were saying."<br/><br/>Finally frowning a bit, he looked toward her, "Hey, you were waiting here, weren't you? Maybe we should get together another day. How about I show up on the electronic music night like I promised, and then offer you a skateboarding lesson the following day?"<br/><br/>While it might have sounded a bit forward, or perhaps even like a date, he didn't seem like he was too forceful. Maybe it was just an almost animal-like confidence that had him make such suggestions after all.