[ Drake is here for Lup -- a party's great and all, but he can't taste the food, isn't looking to get smashed, and doesn't have a dance partner at the moment. No, he's sitting on the outskirts of the party just people-watching, a glass in his hand that he's barely sipping from. Occasionally scanning the jungle around them, making sure that everybody's safe as is his way. And if his eyes linger on Lup to see if she needs a rescue or just a break from all this, well. He'd admit it. He's worried.
Kate's approach is a surprise, her words even more so. Part of him wants to ask if she's really talking to him, especially as he's avoided her after their most recent awkward encounter, but... sure, he'll bite. ]
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Kate's approach is a surprise, her words even more so. Part of him wants to ask if she's really talking to him, especially as he's avoided her after their most recent awkward encounter, but... sure, he'll bite. ]
Hey Kate. What did you have in mind?