[Now that she's told him to stop, he's probably not going to. It's much too tempting, and she's been tolerating it.]
Hop Along Freya. Got it. Also, the carrying thing? That's not happening. [That last part, at least, is returned just as flatly.] I don't take rides from chicks. Not that kind of ride. [A small pause.] Or any kind of ride when they've got more hair than me. Furries aren't my thing.
[House makes note of the map, curious, but doesn't ask quite yet. It's obviously nothing useful in here, but maybe something for the wider world. He's grateful for the dust as the move along.]
And people call me Strider, the Dúnadan. [Sure. Why not? If he's going to dick around with her, might as well make it cool and ironic.]
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Hop Along Freya. Got it. Also, the carrying thing? That's not happening. [That last part, at least, is returned just as flatly.] I don't take rides from chicks. Not that kind of ride. [A small pause.] Or any kind of ride when they've got more hair than me. Furries aren't my thing.
[House makes note of the map, curious, but doesn't ask quite yet. It's obviously nothing useful in here, but maybe something for the wider world. He's grateful for the dust as the move along.]
And people call me Strider, the Dúnadan. [Sure. Why not? If he's going to dick around with her, might as well make it cool and ironic.]