To her? He tilted his head as if he were actually a puppy instead of a hyena because he'd learned long ago that it'd get him treats. Not that he was expecting treats this time, by any means, just information, but even then expecting would be pushing it when she clearly didn't mean to say that much to begin with. Ah, well. Probably best to avoid talking about personal scents for the time being. He might be a dumbass, but he wasn't unobservant about everything.
"Yeah, kinda makes sense, too. They didn't strike me like the type to actually wash up." Even he had standards when he was living on the streets. Anyone knew how easy it was to get into a Y to shower and wash your clothes in the sink. "Pleeaase tell me I haven't picked up the rotten-fish-sewage-wet-dog reek of the docks. I might have to beg you for a shower before you kick me out if I have." For this, he had no shame about whipping out the puppy eyes that had won him awards when he was little. Granted, that was when he'd been an actual hyena cub, but he'd practice enough as a human that he was pretty sure he was god damn adorable in either shift.
His expression quickly shifted to a wide grin which, while adorable in its own right, was nowhere near as disarming as his carefully aimed puppy eyes. Not in the same way. "Oh, please, people usually just mistake me for a manged shepherd or something, no worries." He waved away the concern before shifting into a slight frown, "Err, human people, at least. I guess I'll have to get used to people who can smell me."
"Man, you're just not gonna let that go." And he was back to smiling again, which wasn't much of a surprise. It seemed to be his natural state of being. "Honestly, I'm just as surprised as you it took me this long to figure out I wasn't the only supernatural thing in the world. It's like everything finally makes sense, you know? I guess I'll be able to take my secret more seriously now that I know it's not just mine to keep."
Her next questions were a bit of a surprise. He didn't know much about this woman other than that she could apparently terrify werewolves into handing over their prey to her and got really bossy when she was trying to get someone to take better care of themselves. Those qualities didn't suggest she wanted to hire someone to build computers for her, but hey, if his good luck streak was going to extend this far, he wasn't going to complain about it!
"I can build computers. For the most part, the parts come pre-constructed and you just put them together, but if you want some specific modifications I can see what I can do. I'm pretty good at taking stuff apart and putting it back together better. Uuuuh, what rating system are we going by? If 1 is 'naw, thanks, I'm secretly loaded' and 10 is 'willing to let a vampire suck it straight from the vein for cash' I'd have to go with a solid 'I'd like to eat something that isn't garbage before I get worms'. So maybe a 6ish 7ish? Heading towards 8ish?" He maybe really missed Cheetos. And salsa. And take-out. Hell, he missed pretty much any junk food that wasn't actual garbage. Most of his money went to renting storage space for the rest of his stuff and it wasn't going to last forever. Maybe he shouldn't be thinking so much about food when he was homeless, but a man had to have his priorities and his had always and forever will be his stomach.
"Yeah, kinda makes sense, too. They didn't strike me like the type to actually wash up." Even he had standards when he was living on the streets. Anyone knew how easy it was to get into a Y to shower and wash your clothes in the sink. "Pleeaase tell me I haven't picked up the rotten-fish-sewage-wet-dog reek of the docks. I might have to beg you for a shower before you kick me out if I have." For this, he had no shame about whipping out the puppy eyes that had won him awards when he was little. Granted, that was when he'd been an actual hyena cub, but he'd practice enough as a human that he was pretty sure he was god damn adorable in either shift.
His expression quickly shifted to a wide grin which, while adorable in its own right, was nowhere near as disarming as his carefully aimed puppy eyes. Not in the same way. "Oh, please, people usually just mistake me for a manged shepherd or something, no worries." He waved away the concern before shifting into a slight frown, "Err, human people, at least. I guess I'll have to get used to people who can smell me."
"Man, you're just not gonna let that go." And he was back to smiling again, which wasn't much of a surprise. It seemed to be his natural state of being. "Honestly, I'm just as surprised as you it took me this long to figure out I wasn't the only supernatural thing in the world. It's like everything finally makes sense, you know? I guess I'll be able to take my secret more seriously now that I know it's not just mine to keep."
Her next questions were a bit of a surprise. He didn't know much about this woman other than that she could apparently terrify werewolves into handing over their prey to her and got really bossy when she was trying to get someone to take better care of themselves. Those qualities didn't suggest she wanted to hire someone to build computers for her, but hey, if his good luck streak was going to extend this far, he wasn't going to complain about it!
"I can build computers. For the most part, the parts come pre-constructed and you just put them together, but if you want some specific modifications I can see what I can do. I'm pretty good at taking stuff apart and putting it back together better. Uuuuh, what rating system are we going by? If 1 is 'naw, thanks, I'm secretly loaded' and 10 is 'willing to let a vampire suck it straight from the vein for cash' I'd have to go with a solid 'I'd like to eat something that isn't garbage before I get worms'. So maybe a 6ish 7ish? Heading towards 8ish?" He maybe really missed Cheetos. And salsa. And take-out. Hell, he missed pretty much any junk food that wasn't actual garbage. Most of his money went to renting storage space for the rest of his stuff and it wasn't going to last forever. Maybe he shouldn't be thinking so much about food when he was homeless, but a man had to have his priorities and his had always and forever will be his stomach.
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