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[furgood]

Meulin Leijon
7752 Sweet Tea Alley
1334 Pound Cake Lane

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[devoutish]

[Alfie gives him a very quick eyebrow-raise - wondering if he's wingmanning because he'd told him Meulin was pretty.]

You wouldn't like tea?

[furgood]

[Meulin looks between them curiously. Honestly, she's wondering if she's unintentionally third wheeling ]

Really, I'm the one in your space, you don't have to leave?

[bywolves]

[ He might be wingmanning. Just a little. ]

Mm, but I wasn't the one invited over for tea. [ It's mild - he's relaxed. ] You talk. I've got errands to run.

[devoutish]

Hunting? Gonna bring us back something tasty?

[But he won't try to stop him - he'll let him go with a wave.]

[furgood]

[Well that relaxes her a touch, the easy way he acts. If she's intruding in some way, at least he doesn't really mind. She nods a little to him and smiles brightly ]

So many errands, I'm sure. It was lovely meeting you!

[bywolves]

[ He gives her a little incline of his head, nudges Alfie with his foot, and then jumps off the counter. ]

Maybe I'll bring back fish. [ He says, with a small smile. And then he'll be off! He'll leave them to chatting. ]

[devoutish]

He's quiet around new people.

[Alfie says to Meulin, by way of explanation.]

Gets a bit squirrely, that's all.

[furgood]

No it's fine. Honestly, he's not half as bad as some of my friends. He didn't glare or anything. Some people just take a while to warm up.

[Her standards haven't been set particularly high really but still ]

I really didn't mean to run him off. Unless he does that often?

[devoutish]

No, you didn't run him off; you really didn't. He likes hunting more than visiting, that's all.

[furgood]

Well, then I don't feel quite so bad.

[She sets her tea down and finally takes a good look around] You're settling in well too, aren't you? You seem to be quite comfortable here.

[devoutish]

In Norfinbury, we spent months walking round in circles, living out of ruined houses.

[He holds a hand out to encompass the small house.]

It's a novelty, this.

[furgood]

[Her lips press thin and she glances down. ]

I hear it's generally not the best out in the places we're all from. It's nice to have some place that reminds you that things aren't always that...bleak.

What about before that? You were from somewhere else right? Was it like this?

[devoutish]

No.

[With his own cup of tea, he sinks down into one of the living room chairs, gesturing for her to take a seat too if she wants.]

London's a city - a very big city. It's crowded and dirty, not much like the country at all. But it's home.

[furgood]

[Gathering up her cup, she settles where it's easy to see him speak and watches him intently ]

It sounds more like a district than... [She pauses and shakes her head ] I suppose I meant more the people, the atmosphere but I understand what you mean. I've seen places like that. Crowded, dirty, not exactly where one might want to live but it's home.

[devoutish]

I'd rather live in the city than the countryside, me. Even with the dirt and the air and water you can't drink.

[furgood]

Cities aren't bad. The Capitol was lovely, kept clean and all the things one could want. It was just--built on the wrong things. On other people's backs.

But me, I'd want something in between. The city and the country, some place by the sea, but the life there too. I miss the crowds. All the places to go. Maybe I just want to have everything. Have your cake and eat it too.

[devoutish]

Something like this, then. Eh? Out in nature, but with people; a little village. Or is this not crowded enough for your tastes?

[furgood]

I could do with a few places to buy things but this is pretty good as far as places to be snatched up to go. I don't have many complaints all things considered. Aside from how my friend weren't saved as well...

Guessing that you're not quite as satisfied?

[devoutish]

Yeah. You're right, it's very good as far as being snatched goes, but--

[He'd rather not be snatched at all.]

Your friends, though - they might well follow along, at some point or another.

[furgood]

I wish they could be found. I know you don't particularly want to be snatched up but--I think it would be good for them. A world at relative peace. They could use that. We could all use that.

[Her hand twists in a lock of hair for a moment and then she smiles. ]

You know a lot about my world. What was yours like? Your proper world. Is Royce from there as well? You two seem so close.

[devoutish]

I met Royce in Norfinbury.

[Only six or so months ago - though, to them, it seems like much longer.]

I'm from a world called Earth - very different from his. It's very big and very habited, compared to others I've heard of. We've got hundreds of countries.

[furgood]

Well, I mean we call our place Earth as well. But I live in Panem. But--hundreds? Where are they even all at? Some must be so very small.

[devoutish]

England's one of those, yeah. We've got territories and other lands that we own, but proper England - the bit I live in - is just part of a very small island.

[furgood]

[She wrinkles her nose ]

And that's a whole country? Not just part of something else? I can't imagine a single island sustaining itself.

[devoutish]

Well, we trade, of course.