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Quentin hummed amusingly at lobo question as he watched the wolf drank.
"I'm not sure. Im surprised at myself for even being able to bounce back instead of deflating"
He chuckled and took a sip of its drink
"I keep looking out for hope that oneday I'll get out of here and be reunited with someone i love dearly.."
Quentin looks out into space for a bit then turned their attention to lobo once more
"Outlaw? What did you do to deserve such title?" he tilt it head slightly to the left
"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.
He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.
"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.
The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.
"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"