Regan grinned to him, and gently shrugged. "I can't promise that, though," she chucked to him happily. She really couldn't. She'd just have to take it from him when he was being antisocial with it all. "I'll see you in a bit," she chirped lightly as she grabbed a knife to shove in her belt. She trotted off out the door and along the most obvious path, where she'd seen Jaxon going down. She found him walking along the side of the creek, and he hadn't really gotten too far... but he wasn't really healthy enough to get that far anyway. She padded up slowly and chirped out a "hey!" to him as she reached his side. "Thought I'd come and protect you from being eaten," she teased as she slowly shook her head.

Tyler rolled his eyes and didn't answer, scrubbing the rest of the metal before standing. He grabbed a clean bag and filled a bucket of water, going back over to sit in the chair and proceed by gently washing all the metal

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Jaxon glanced up as the girl dashed after him, feeling slightly pleased she decided to come along and slightly unhappy she decided to watch over him. "Hello." he answered in a low voice, gazing out over the water that he walked along. "Wull thanks." Jax responded in a sarcastic tone, though a small smile came to his still slightly pale face and a chuckle escaped

Regan hopped along next to him, clearly just happy to have someone to chat to. She had Tyler, of course, but he wasn't particularly one to chat. She was a little bit too outgoing for most people's taste, especially when she was first meeting someone... but that was alright, she supposed. She didn't need everyone to like her really. "What? You think you could fight off a wolf alone?" She asked with a sarcastic sounding laugh. She did find it amusing... the boy wouldn't be able to fight off a fish in this state. "Well, I thought you might want some company anyway," she added lightly.

Regan hopped along next to him, clearly just happy to have someone to chat to. She had Tyler, of course, but he wasn't particularly one to chat. She was a little bit too outgoing for most people's taste, especially when she was first meeting someone... but that was alright, she supposed. She didn't need everyone to like her really. "What? You think you could fight off a wolf alone?" She asked with a sarcastic sounding laugh. She did find it amusing... the boy wouldn't be able to fight off a fish in this state. "Well, I thought you might want some company anyway," she added lightly.

I am so sorry, I've had a lot on my plate and couldn't play as much as usual. I will try to respond sooner next time, or inform you. Sorry again for leaving you hanging))

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Jaxon smiled again at Regan's enthusiasm. Maybe it would be nice to hang around someone who would actually talk for a little while. At her first sentence he made a face and shook his head. "Ha, no. In my dreams, when pigs fly." Jax snorted, tilting his head slightly as he walked along at an ambling pace. "I might, thanks." He answered, turning his slightly weary eyes to the scenery around him. It was all so beautiful, and having someone to share it with was nice.

(No worries! Was just giving a bit of a poke aha. Just let me know next time!)

Regan smiled lightly at his comment with a bit of a chuckle. "Well, seems anything is possible now. Maybe one of these days we will see a flying pig," she mused lightly to the man. It was an amusing thought, at least. She couldn't help her happy grin as the man agreed to her company. It was something so small, but for some reason created the most elated feeling... She'd gotten used to Tyler and his preference of being alone by now. Not being told to be quiet or leave someone alone was nice - not that Tyler had ever said that, though.

Jaxon snorted slightly, looking slightly appauled. "I sure hope not. C'mon, wouldn't that be terrifying? A pink pig with rabies flying through the air straight towards you with it's jaws open wide and a piercing squeal slicing through the air." He explained, snickering slightly at the thought. If that ever happened, Jaxon would probably hide under a bed and not come out till rabid mice found him and he died. He wasn't a wimp or anything, but that was too much.

Regan looked to the man in absolute horror after a moment or two, her eyes wide. "A rabid, flying pig would be a bit scary to say the least," she mused lightly. She would probably run away crying or something. "That'd be a job for Tyler, I think," she then added happily. It would be rather... funny. She thought so. To see the dude battling with a pig... that would be absolutely amusing. Kinda a shame that she'd never get too see it. "You never know what's next, though. If rabies can get this bad, then maybe anything can evolve to have wings in the next twenty years," she teased lightly to the boy.

Jaxon let out a bark of laughter, agreeing completely. "Let us both hope that never happens." He commented, though stopped when Regan mentioned the other boy. Jaxon suddenly had questions flying through his mind, wondering how deep Regan's and Tyler's relationship went. "So... what is it with you and Tyler? You seem to have a love-hate relationship." Jax started tenatively, wanting to figure those two out.

Regan nodded in agreement, a light smile still across her face. She was sure pretty much everyone would agree that would be a very bad thing. It was still a lightly amusing thought, though. She looked over at Jaxon at the comment, her head slightly cocked. It was a question she asked herself a lot, and could never seem to get an answer to. "Well, what do you mean? We're friends if that's the question. Sort of," she hummed in a thoughtful tone. He said that they were friends, at least. She still got the impression that she was a bit of a burden to him, though.