Cooper reaches out a hand and tugs on her arm until she's seated beside him. "Keepin' my head low. I decided gettin' turned into a furry rat-dog was a sign that perhaps I needed to take a step back 'n reevaluate my priorities. I've just been doing my duties for the nest and not much else." It's been boring, but at least he hasn't been cursed again or gone on a fae blood bender.

He twists a strand of Nancy's red hair around his finger. "I don't suppose the same can be said for you. Why'd you end up moving?"