Childermass quirks a smile in response to the question and shrugs a little in turn. "Only when I find myself otherwise lacking in company," he responds, picking up his lager and watching her over the rim of it himself.
"What about yourself? Do you make it a point of talking to strange, lonely men in bars, perchance?" he asks, a twinkle of mischief in his eye as he does.
He's better at this than she would've guessed. If one were totally just planning to try and be pretty and use that to pump information out of a guy, they might question how easy that's going to be now. If that was the sort of thing they did.
Kathryn, for her part, offers a soft laugh, "depends on how strange they are."
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"What about yourself? Do you make it a point of talking to strange, lonely men in bars, perchance?" he asks, a twinkle of mischief in his eye as he does.
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Kathryn, for her part, offers a soft laugh, "depends on how strange they are."