Insiders perspective? He couldn’t help but wonder if she was lumping him in with the rest of them when she said that. On further reflection he doubted it but something about her wording was off. He was slowly starting to understand how she got under people’s skin.  Well that and a few other comments. She genuinely didn’t seem to care. This was worth the hit, well if anything so he could meet someone interesting for once.<br/><br/>His gaze went up when he saw her hands flailing. Neither of them cared when the other was naked. That wasn’t something he’d heard before when it didn’t involve a relationship. Was that what they had? He somehow didn’t think so but he didn’t know for sure. Although the fact her modesty was something she didn’t think about was kind of sad. If she did have friends, he did not believe she didn’t have some, they would be close. They probably wouldn’t care about her nakedness like Scotch didn’t<br/><br/>He averted his eyes until she was covered the sound of a cow behind him made a brow quirk. He’d heard the hooves despite the talking. He had to be aware of his surroundings at all times. Part of it was training the other part survival. Nodding he threw on a smile for her benefit. “Guess so. She even seems to announce her problems like a human too.” He said thinking that was a stupid response. HE could have honeyed words but when he didn’t it was not always pretty. At least not in his opinion.<br/><br/>For the first time in a long time he was tripped up by her sudden action. Quickly finding his feet he followed. Thin lips parted to protest his involvement in this but they remained silent while he was pulled along. He really had to go. The more he stayed the more he grew complacent. Standing at the end of the stall he was sure to remain in front of the sow. Should she get spooked he didn’t want to be kicked. He wasn’t sure if they did that but he didn’t want to risk it.<br/><br/>Arms crossed he leaned against the stall watching the process of cow milking. He’d seen it before but this was different. He was not doing it this time and there was no training going on at the same time. He was intrigued at the way her hands moved naturally. Definitely different than his training. The sound of rubber on gravel pulled his attention away. “Expecting company?” He asked eyes going to the door. There was a hidden blade on him at the moment, a few of them if he should need it. The long plaid shirt hiding two of them.