Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150912153321/@comment-5543592-20150916223608

"Hey." He smiled back, running a hand through his hand, before glancing off, as if trying to think of what to say. After a thought, he looked back. He swallowed, before improvising a speech.

"Cat..." He placed his forearm above the glass of a window, leaned his weight on it, and gazed out at the city. "Look.  I'm not going to pretend I'm an easy person to know.  I've got some, you know, quirks." He shrugged, before smirking and turning his head to look at her. "But then, you aren't without quirks either.  What I want to say is that, the reason I want to tag along with you, willing to help, come back, and all that, is because I like your quirks.  And I want to know the person behind them better.  More than better, if you get me.  I know you don't care much for me, that's fine." In fact, he was pretty sure her harsh treatment of him only spurred him on. "I've got enough respect for myself as it is." Where wa he going with this? "The thing is, is that, even if, you know, I'm just a nuissance to you, or whatever, I'd be glad to help you with whatever. And I'd be a happy tag along, wherever you and Rikki went.  Because I like Cat, and I want her." Pierre explained, apperently having stored up some confidence for this encounter. Probably a good thing, he always seemed to have an excess amountof it anyway.