While Fenrir was changing, Summer quickly braided her hair. If they were going to eat dinner outside, better not to let the wind get a hold of it. When he came out, her eyebrows shot up again. “You look good,” she said, head cocked to one side. “I hope you know how to handle yourself, because I think we may have a girl problem tonight.”
The fluffy cat headbutted her. “No, not you, stinker. You don’t know what girls are.” Offering the crook of her arm to Fenrir, Summer gestured toward the door once more. “Shall we, m’lord?”
He smiled. “Thank you.” He noted the braid in her hair, pleased by the sight of it. “You look most beautiful with your hair done thusly, if you do not mind my saying so.” His smile slipped slightly at her word choice and yet again he found himself confused. It was beginning to nag at him, how little he understood of this world. But he suspected it was to be expected. “I do not know what you mean to say.”
Regardless, he gave a light bow and took her arm in his. “Aye, we shall m’lady. At your lead.” He said as he held the door open for her to exit first.
“What I meant was,” she explained on the way down the stairs, “as a human, you’re pretty attractive. Girls like that sort of thing, tall, dark, brooding, looks like he might be a bit of a bad boy. I’m not really all that good at flirting.” She gave a self-deprecating chuckle. “But there are girls around here who really make me look awkward.” Summer tilted her head at him, unlocking the car again. “Is it going to bother you, people admiring you?”
Well this came as another surprise. Fenrir had no idea that this form of his could be taken as attractive. He assumed himself to be rather plain, at best, when he first saw his new form. He wasn’t entirely sure how to take this new information. He turned to give her a look, shaking his head. “Lady Summer you are by no means awkward. You have been nothing but kind to me since I have come to Midgard. You have provided for me, helped steer me in my confusion of this world, and have shared with me the excitements which your realm has to offer.” He opened the car door and slid in beside her, musing over her question in his mind. “No, I suppose it shouldn’t. I doubt any will. I know precious few in this realm. And since your city is so big I doubt I shall see another familiar face, aside from your own.”
“Ooooh, flattery will get you everywhere, boyo,” Summer grinned, shaking a finger at him. “Keep that up and I’ll just keep you right here at home with me.” Her tone was light, teasing, and then she smacked herself on the forehead. “What am I doing? We were going to walk! I’m so stupid sometimes.”