Craig gave her a look, completely deadpan.<br/><br/><em>The feathers are for the hair...</em><br/><br/>But his face broke into a smile and the nature of the joke was now apparent. He took the splash with a casual turn of his head. Well, she hadn't gone South with the information so he felt like taking a gamble.<br/><br/><em>Peg, if you are willing to trust, I can show you how I see the world. It may give you a better perspective on how I view... well, everything at times.. I would not offer if I didn't think you couldn't handle it, and to put us on more of an even ground. I do not want to be thought of as an enemy, or a potential one.</em><br/><br/>He tried to keep his eyes on the shore, she was very close and it was hard not to look at her, not stare. She was very attractive, but also a Were, how often did an Awakened get to be so close? How often did someone just get to talk with her knowing what she was and just talk? A hundred questions came to mind and he dismissed them, too much too soon. Right now it was about trying to build trust, not about picturing her in any way other than what she was right now. Then again, she was just as dangerous now, but that was the danger of her beauty and not something supernatural.