Avery was more than a bit taken aback by the sudden entry and exit of the angry old man. On one hand, it was because he assumed that the two of them were a couple of some sort, which took a huge amount of assumption and jumping to conclusions, so much that Avery was momentarily stunned by how he had even made that connection.  But there was also the obvious: being dehumanized didnt tend to make him feel good...pretty much ever. Being called disgusting--while not the first time he heard the insult thrown at him-- made him feel... well, like trash, actually. He let out a small sigh as the man spit on the floor, fiddling with the straps on his camera, eyes cast down at his feet as the man left. 

He took Lilith's advice, deciding that it would be best to get it over with and get out as soon as he could. He also took note of the fact that she didnt seem to want to look at him anymore. Great. Fucking great, he made her uncomfortable with his stupid antlers and now she didnt want to look at him. Typical. Its the same story every single time he tries to do anything. No connections. He nodded silently, looking down as he walked across the store to the orchids. He flipped open the camera, listening to the high pitched twinge of the charging flash. As it readied itself, Avery let his gaze wander back over to Lilith. She was sitting near the front of the store, fiddling with one of the plants behind the counter. The sun was coming in through the window, hitting her harshly on one side, leaving the other half of her body encased in the dark shadows.

He raised the camera to his eye, took a moment to frame her in the photo properly, and snapped a picture of her, the camera whirring and spitting out the photo from the front of the device. He grabbed it and quickly stuffed it in his back pocket, flipping the camera closed and turning his back to her. He wasnt one to pass up a great photo-op, regardless of the situation. It was too perfect. He stood there for a moment, mindlessly staring down at the Orchid in front of him until he heard her voice from behind.

"You're not disgusting." She said, her voice soft, subdued. Avery didnt turn to face her. He shook his head a bit, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he spoke.

"Thanks... I know." He said, his voice matching hers. He couldn't tell if she knew that that was a lie or not. "I need to... not let people like that get to me... there are a lot of nice people, too. I just try to ignore them...stay out of their way. I'm... I was born this way, and I cant... I cant fucking get rid of it, so I just need to deal with it."