"Oh, um...thank you." Eileen's blush deepened, and she had to wonder if he was...well...flirting with her. Which was just weird. One, they were prisoners in a bizarre mental institution, and two, as far as Eileen could tell, they weren't even the same species.
But weirder things had happened.
"There's...plenty of women here," she managed, searching her mind for an appropriate response.
no subject
But weirder things had happened.
"There's...plenty of women here," she managed, searching her mind for an appropriate response.