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The touch of his ears had him leaning into the touch. It was casual, and he never had seen anything wrong with enjoying it. Those who denied their nature were fools to him. Why deny a part of who you were after all. A low happy rumble came from his chest as she rubbed the ear, lightly pushing into the hand. It felt nice, why more people didn’t enjoy it was beyond him. At the feeling of heat nearby, and the scent, red eyes went down… to the familiar. Hrm, well, little he could do about that.

“Habit I suppose. This is a place I’m rather new to after all. A male likes to know he had kept a lady pleased with him.” He paused. “Ah, that must have sounded a bit poorly worded, misogynistic almost. Forgive me.” Cannon got a small smile as Frost leaned back away from Verusha. He’d not get between Reaper and her familiar.

That was the ultimate weapon to use on a canine. Pets and eat scratches. At the talk of manners he gave a shrug. “It is just how I was raised. But there are those raised the same as I who.. lack. And yes. I like to think I would, but they are few and far between.” Red eyes went back to the dance floor, narrowing in confusion as one ghoul seemed to just be… waving her arms about while moving in a circle. Dancing here was a whole new experience than what he saw at prom, that was for sure.

Almost missing the mention of fans, he looked to where she motioned with her gaze… and blushed, tail puffing out behind him and he realized he’d simply gotten attention. “Ah well… that is most… unexpected.” He wasn’t quite sure how that made him feel, females looking at him like that. He’d just come to enjoy himself. Or maybe he was misreading them. “Pleasant but unexpected,” The girls behind him giggled as his tail began to wag just slightly. “You have an air about you. A charm and wit, but… I take it fans from your view vary. With uh-“ He looked over to a group of zombies making wolf whistles. “Manners. Perhaps I must ask the staff of Amity if there might be more classes on them.”

The wolfos’s head gave that doglike tilt of slight confusion. “I… never quite paid attention to such things. Finding a ma- er, ghoul or boilfriend is not a priority? Just… I have my duties back home. Gaining affections only to know that I might have to cease them for the betterment of my people. It would be a cruel thing to do to another. Slightly unrelated but.. thank you for your compliments. It is… nice to be told I have certain qualities that are valued.” A sigh, his tail kept a sligh sway, very much reaching contentment, even with the surrounding noise. At the sight of a phone he pulled out his own… far weathered with what looked like claw marks from fingers gabbing at it.

“My tongue speaks nothing but truth when I give a compliment Verusha. Call it silver if you will, but it will not mislead.” He chuckled. “Or well, I try not to. But yes. Let me just-“ Trading phones he was quick and careful to type out his contact information before handing it back to her.
“Only pity about the class is that you’d have no reason to attend. You’re more than mannered in my opinion.”