( he's too busy glaring to even make a mention of the whole 'handsome' thing. thanks for noticing, eliot, maybe he'd remember you saying that later. or maybe not. it all depended on what other shit this place threw at him.

or them, he supposes, since he's found eliot now and though he's annoyed, he doesn't really want to walk away either. he doesn't want to hang out with the shadow things. )

Yeah, there's shit out there that I don't wanna deal with.

( so yeah, he'd run. and he doesn't regret it. )

I don't know what the hell Fillory is. Some rich east coast thing? I'm from Los Angeles. ( and if there was some fillory suburb there, he doesn't know where it is. he's not one to hang out there. )

And I'm not going to eat you. ( please. ) You don't look that appetizing.

( said very, very dryly while he starts to poke around. )