[h2][center]Gillian[/center][/h2]
Gillian chuckles slightly as he gets up, grabbing a shirt and covering himself as Ian fishes for the lockbox. He lets his eyes wonder a bit, but decides agaisnt petting the hundi's tail. Tempting as it was. “'s not like I keep anything of importance there. Just old books and my half assed attempts at poetry.” He snorts.

He doesnt move back as the hundi leans in. “hmm...” He says, gently patting the hundi's ears. “Sorry big guy. You're a few book rentals short to be asking the librarian for that sort of thing. Sides, I have a lady caller due tonight, have to clean up as it where. Sides...” he pauses for a moment. “You seem a sweet enough sort that you'll find a good team to work with. 'd hate for you to sour your reputation by hanging out with the order's biggest chornic merc. If you want to do some training I wouldn't mind though. Haven't traded blows with a hundi in an age.”

[@Zetsuko]