WetHawk
One Thousand Club
Lexi quickly ran a hand through her messy hair and glanced down at her relatively clean but well worn robes before shrugging hesitantly. "I mean, I wasn't really planning on company... but hey, you didn't trust me either at first, so I guess they could be nice?" The weasel draped on her shoulder pulled the robe over her head and squeaked and Lexi paused for a moment. I'll be fine, don't worry so much. Besides, Faria's here, right? I'm sure she could handle anything. The weasel snorted slightly but went quiet, although it's eyes looked intently down the stairway. After a moment of hesitation, Lexi walked past Faria down the stairs, and called out in the direction of the triggered Alarm. "Uh, hello? I thought that people usually knocked, but maybe they don't do that here? Anyways, I don't bite... although my weasel might." Lexi paused and looked at the weasel on her shoulder. No biting, okay? Well, unless they deserve to be bit I guess, then maybe a little biting.