"We probably haven't," Brock said. He held out his hand briskly, more out of habit from working at the Daily Bugle than anything else. "Eddie Brock."
Inara carried herself like a princess, something Brock hadn't seen in quite some time from his former line of work. There were snobs, brats, Daddy's girls who were loaded down with Daddy's money and not much respect, and then there were women like Inara, who acted like honest to God royalty. It didn't feel as if it was just an act to get him to write a favorable publicity piece either. The woman clearly didn't feel insecure and was proud of who and what she was. No lacking in the self-respect department there.
Brock liked that in a woman.
Still, considering where they were, she probably was a mutant like almost everyone else here with their mutant powers. Brock might be Host to an alien symbiote, but he wasn't sure he wanted to get too friendly with a mutant, even if said mutant was unbelievably hot. The idea of getting into a fight with someone and having to worry if she could explode his brain with a thought was a bit much, after all.
"I don't suppose you were there for the 'surprise' in the Chapel?" Brock asked, glancing down for a moment to stir some syrup onto his pancake and then looking up.
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Inara carried herself like a princess, something Brock hadn't seen in quite some time from his former line of work. There were snobs, brats, Daddy's girls who were loaded down with Daddy's money and not much respect, and then there were women like Inara, who acted like honest to God royalty. It didn't feel as if it was just an act to get him to write a favorable publicity piece either. The woman clearly didn't feel insecure and was proud of who and what she was. No lacking in the self-respect department there.
Brock liked that in a woman.
Still, considering where they were, she probably was a mutant like almost everyone else here with their mutant powers. Brock might be Host to an alien symbiote, but he wasn't sure he wanted to get too friendly with a mutant, even if said mutant was unbelievably hot. The idea of getting into a fight with someone and having to worry if she could explode his brain with a thought was a bit much, after all.
"I don't suppose you were there for the 'surprise' in the Chapel?" Brock asked, glancing down for a moment to stir some syrup onto his pancake and then looking up.