The Look

Sorina placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin on the back of her hands. 

"Hm hmmm~ I knoWw that look," She smirked, "What'cha thinkin' bout?"

Korr looked back at the coin-woman through her red hair, her one good eye unfocused... "What... what do I do?"

"You're... worried, then?" Sorina shook her head-- "I really don't know why. In all honesty, Boss is probably the most mature person in Sol Invictus. He can take care of himself."

"...Y..yeah. But I think even Leader can be hurt too..." Korr sighed...

"Was that really what you were thinking?" Sorina gestured towards herself, "Ssssssay it~"

"I think..." Korr bit her lips, "I should tell him that I love him and want to bear his children?"

Puppies? Tres' tail continued to wag. It would not stop. 

A few weeks ago, he had the opportunity to keep the pups of the Bloodpaw tribe company. The tribe females told him he'd be a very good uncle.