Walking alongside this man seemed to feel right, there was a strength about him, not just physical, it was so much more than that. Though she was not entirely sure exactly what a ‘shaman’ was in the scheme of things, in this world of shadows and monsters. Whatever Craig was it didn’t matter, for now they were just two people enjoying each others company.<br/><br/>“ETM…that sounds pretty exciting.” She smiled up at the taller man, still leaning against him. Yes she enjoyed the sensation of being this close to Craig, most men were uncomfortable around Peggerty’s,  but not this one, that certainly pleased her. “If I ever get into trouble I will be calling for you and your white horse personally.” Everything about the woman was calm and relaxed her company was easy. She was certainly very different to what one might expect from one of her kind.<br/><br/>“We can grab something if you like and then go back to the beach. The boys might cause a stir, you any good at frizbee?” However the two dogs were extremely well behaved and under control, though that is something one would expect. “What’s the tea like here? I don’t do coffee.” Much in the same way she did not do chocolate. After all if she had to shift it played havoc with her system. Peggerty did wonder how Craig would react if she did change her form in his company, at least he was not nervous around her.<br/><br/>When the man asked about her accent she smiled, “Hey I am not even American, I come from Cornwall…England, my Da was a fisherman till the old man took his tithe. We lived in a small village,” Her eyes seemed to have a dreaming quality to them as she spoke of her homeland. “I’ll show you some picture when we get back to the beach if you like.”<br/><br/><br/>