<strong>Character:</strong>Theodore "Teddy" Weber<br/><strong>Date:</strong>110 PA<br/><strong>Location</strong>Dining Area<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Genie, Aurora<br/><hr/><br/>Ted showed the utmost in culture and breeding, not responding at all to the cat-girl's tongue, though thoughts as to its usefulness briefly pervaded his stream of consciousness. Most of his work done, at least for the time being, he left serving to the people going through the chow line. The apron was removed and his coat was left off as it was plenty warm without it. He sat down at the table with the others, making sure to put at least Genie in between himself and Aurora, though after a second thought he took the further corner by sitting on the opposite side as well. Her devouring of his food was enough to bring a grin to his face, though the enthusiasm was almost unsettling. "I don't see why you are always babysitting her, Genie. Are your maternal instincts asserting themselves, indicating that you are entering an estrous period and desirous of mating?" The question was posed in an entirely serious tone, as he was a sort of counselor along with being company cook and generally just a serious individual when not mocking poor Aurora. While not particularly an offer of aid were she in such a circumstance, his posing the question did tend to be interpreted in such a fashion. More often than not he was trying to avoid drawing the ire of others, contributing to social order by a lack of involvement.