[Past] You, Me and a Pitcher of Cream

Nairn snorted at her joke, and leaned to murmur, Nobody'll touch ya. Not after I show you around town. He was just one man of many, that people knew better than to fuck with. And then she was focused on the idea of a Coterie garden, but it didn't last. She seemed passionate about it, though, and he made a note to ask Ruth what kinds of seeds he should acquire. He doesn't linger too long on his friend, well-aware that the next time they run into one another, he'll be met with a shit-eating grin.

Unfortunate. Her response made him chuckle, I don't mind... green. 'specially when it's from a pretty girl. He leaned to murmur in her ear, But my favorite color's blue. He doesn't elaborate, as he stands. Just as someone came into view with their friends, to enjoy the gardens. He cleared his throat, and nodded the way they'd come. We best get going, if I'm gonna finish showing you around.