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"Considering the ex land lord had leased my place out while I was gone without my permission and after I had paid the year in advance... I think a vacation in the hospital was getting off easy." He huffed indignantly, but became distracted as she created a table out of nowhere. Interesting. Shaking his head, he sighed. "Plus he stole a few important things from me. Kurwa."

When she got onto the bike, he couldn't help but have his attention caught. After all, there were women that got on a bike to tease men, and there were women the knew how to handle a bike. While he had met plenty of the former, the only of the latter he knew was Tourma, and that mental image had been blocked a long time ago.

Dari was about to answer when that latter chimed in from behind them, "Because he knows I have a weakness for fixing bikes. Oh, and because he's reckless with himself." She didn't have her plate with her.

"Look who's talking," he shot back, calmly staring at her. "I made you lunch. You need to eat, and I swear to god if you throw it up I'll make you eat that too." It was hard to tell if it had been a guess, or if he just knew, but Tourmaline's jaw slackened some in shock and she remained quiet.

"Do you ride?" Dari asked Tinania after finally pulling his stare from his niece, gaze immediately softening as he motioned towards the bike. Though, the corner of his lips did twitch. Slightly.

The Skullmonkey had already quietly excused herself to the kitchen under the no-nonsense glare Dari had given her once more. She returned a minute later with her plate and a chair, and moodily began eating. Each bit appeared almost forced, and as if it pained her. Especially as she reached the quarter there mark. Still, while Tinania spoke and Dari listened, he also kept an obvious eye on Tourmaline.

"I'm sure that both Tourma and I would let you ride with us anytime, and Tourma here could help you make one, if you wanted to learn." He replied, buying his time to address the apparent delicate subject of revenge. Tourma grunted in agreement, shooting dirty looks to the Jivvin during long, anguished chews.

Rubbing a hand through his messy hair, he shrugged his shoulders. "I think everyone can be a jackass. I just embrace it. Though in my defense, the brakes were shot and he ran out in front of me." He hid a smirk while giving her a 'what can be done now?' look. "Seriously, you should have seen my graceful stop earlier. If Tourma wasn't too busy acting like I just shot her puppy with a shotgun..." Dari paused to evaluate her expression. "At close range, then she would agree with me. Scout's honor."

He held up his hand and nodded solemnly. She stabbed a cucumber angrily, missed grandly, and was hit in the face with the intended victim.

"Hey now, I'm not -that- sleazy of a guy." He scoffed defensively, waving the 'scout's honor' hand gesture at her for emphasis. It looked pretty ridiculous with a fork in the midst of the honor, but he didn't care. "And if you think about it, I paid for his medical bills. Or rather, my excess rent money did." The characteristic grin dampened when she didn't seem to find it funny. Sighing, he stuffed some more food in his mouth while coaxing Tourma to do the same with his tail.

Tourmaline, if it were possible, increased the level of her stink eye towards Dari as she reached up to whack away the tail that was curled and set pompously atop her head like a hat. Maybe she should bite it? Instead, she made a haughty noise from back in her throat, "You're -shedding- in my -food-."

Dari ignored her suggestions and watched Tinania's hair fall about her shoulders, "How do you girls deal with long hair in the summer? I mean, my tail and wings are hell enough..." He flicked an ear tip at a fly absently, giving her a mock look of amazement.

"Silly girls," he teased, yanking his tail away from Tourma just as she was about to make a grab for it. The Skullmonkey still appeared sour, but her tail flicked itself in a relaxed fashion.

The Jivvin, however, watched lazily as the fairy girl apparently set aside her 'No flirting' rule and walked towards him. As a tall man, Dari graciously stooped lower and ducked a bit so she could easily reach. Jivvins happened to adore scratches, and a*****e or not, he was no exception. However, this isn't to say that he learned how to silence the usual murr in one's throat.

Tourmaline nodded, pushing her empty plate away and clutching her stomach moodily, "They can be hidden magically as tattoos, which is lucky for them because they're direct quote: 'big, bulky, and a pain in the a**'."

Dari nodded repeatedly and made a sad face, "A travesty, really."

At the mention of displaying his wings, Dari's lips curled into a grimace, which he quickly hid from Tinania, but he wasn't fast enough for Tourma, who understood. She had been there when he had experienced his first retraction of the monstrously huge things. Blood, feathers, and lots of screaming about summed it up.

"Maybe... Some other time," he finally managed, forcing a twitchy smile.

Despite her clear distaste for the Jivvin forcing her into a veritable stomach rebellion all afternoon, the teen rested her hand on the one on her waist in a gesture not to push this topic with Dari. As far as the food issue was concerned, she'd deal with that on her own.

After a moment, a bright smirk enveloped his features. "I vote you go without shirts... Well not Tourma cause that's gross." A timely duck kept a wrench from colliding with his head, and the smile broadened as he waggled his eyebrows at Tinania. "Think about it though." He winked like a pro would.

Dari simply tweaked his eyebrow skyward as he caught the shirt easily before grinning cheekily. "I vote you should... Go streaking in small circles around me." He figured it was well worth the slap he'd possibly get. "It'd be much better."

The Skullmonkey rolled her eyes dramatically.

He indulged in her little game by leaning into her somewhat as she pretended to kiss her, displaying a mock look of anguish while putting a hand over his heart and staggering backwards. As soon as Tinania's attention had been averted, Dari took the shirt in his hands and began pulling it on.

"Not too bad, but enough that he can't ride it safely anymore." Tourma replied, pushing herself to stand and make her way back to the broken bike. The expression of longing didn't slip her gaze, and gave a pat to the seat. "See how it feels, just don't start it."

"Oy!" Dari interrupted midway through stuffing his head and arms through the shirt, one ear dangling out at an odd angle. "My bike!"

Dari simply replied with a goofy grin and a flop of the ear. "It makes me feel manlier."

"I'm sure," Tourma said, attempting to hide a grin. Truth was she had missed the perv while he had been trouncing around in Europe. "You look so... So pretty Dariusz."

The tall man gave a twirl on tip-toe, whipping his tail gracefully around like a ribbon dancer would. He batted his eyelashes at the shirt's owner while tickling her stomach with his tail tip.

"You can borrow one of my shirts if you want," she whispered to Tinania.