"Heh, you're adorable." He intertwined their fingers together. Who would he invite? Most people he had met, well fought, what more needs to be said with that when fought is put into the picture? He buried his face in her hair. "I know a hutt, don't ask how, or why. I'm not even sure why." He sniffed the blonde hair, he loved that smell.
For where he got the masks, "I find them, here and there, sometimes its corpse, or a burial site. Sometimes its bought." Something came to mind when he said that. "I'm not sure what made me think of this, but I know almost nothing about you Patricia." He really didn't, just small but important details. @[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]