08-07-2018, 12:11 AM
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Edward gave a proud smirk. His company wasn't bad at all. It felt almost comforting to hear that, it wasn't something he heard every day. But he'd try not to let it get to his head - after all, complimenting others can be used to manipulate, it was a tactic Edward knew all too well. He was sure a fellow snake in the grass would use it in the blink of an eye. Though, Edward supposed he was holding it too high in his head - he tended to do that. So his smile grew smaller, and he gave himself a mental pat on the back as he was reminded not to get too thoughtful about a few couple words.Edward shoved his hands in his pockets, amused at his nickname, and the amusement was only doubled by passive. In fact, he even gave a little laugh. "That should be interesting, for them and me alike." Was his ominous response. He doubted they'd like him, and he already knew the feeling was mutual. It should be a tedious atmosphere, what with Scarecrow leading, and now Edward joining the likely fray. Or perhaps it was just gloomy, like a dark cloud was closing in on the territory.
His gaze snapped to a sudden noise, a crow, when Scarecrow instructed him. Oftentimes he liked to avoid listening to instructions, but this time he was following like it was second nature, though his mind did briefly ponder that he was being told what to do, and that Scarecrow was authority. He decided to just look around instead of making it a hassle for the other, gaze flicking analytically through the small little village. Aw, how cute. But he instantly tilted his head at the offer of his cabin. "Sure. I'd appreciate it." Was his easy answer. It should be an interesting experience, that was for sure.
Edward was nodding along, keeping in mind the shops. Could be easy to steal if someone realized how organized it sounded, but at the same time, it could prove to be complicated with how spread apart stores probably were. However, his attention was grasped by something. Fuzzy, black and white, and excited. He was instantly engrossed, his jaw spreading wide in a smile as he squat down to look at the little husky.
"Hey little guy!" Edward breathed, his usually piercing green eyes soft, and he didn't seem aware of Scarecrow for a moment, though that was the opposite of true. He was holding his hand out for the pup to sniff at, his eyes studying it. As the other spoke of adoption, he was quick to mumble. "Don't mind if I do." His smile was more genuine, less forced or less smug.