"I'm a survivor, not an idiot. If someone can prove to me its not poison, I'll bite the bullet." Party's chuckling slightly, looking amused as he watches Gwen's body movemeny. In an odd way he thinks they're kind of similar. Gwen has a lot more grace and a tendency to be quiet, sure, but they're both highly adaptable, theyreh both...

Woah. Woah woah. Woah.

Even in the dark, Party's face is about as red as his hair. The choice of words...and..

"I--you...but what? I just..." for a second he looks and sounds more like Kobra Kid, all lanky frame and stuttered, choppy sentences.

"You want to go somewhere? With me? I mean--uuh...you're inviting me..away?"