[ The guest seated there is a little preoccupied with his own "snacks", if you can call this much a snack. With a leg of some sort of poultry gripped barbarically in one hand and his seat tipped precariously on the back legs, it's pretty obvious Natsu's living it up. He's pretty engrossed in the performance, to boot - so it takes a second for him to register that someone's talking to him.
He glances over for just a second, but his eyes are pretty soundly glued to the act unfolding above them. ]
Oh yeah? [ He takes another bite. ] I bet. I've been through all sorts of training and I don't think I could do something like that.
[ For now, he hasn't noticed the tail. She certainly is sitting funny, though. ]
break timee
He glances over for just a second, but his eyes are pretty soundly glued to the act unfolding above them. ]
Oh yeah? [ He takes another bite. ] I bet. I've been through all sorts of training and I don't think I could do something like that.
[ For now, he hasn't noticed the tail. She certainly is sitting funny, though. ]