You sat in the shadows, watching your skin become hidden under your gloves. You knew he was behind you. “It’s rude to stare, sarge.” You called out. The werewolf sniffed a little. “Just tryna’ figure you out, LT.” He stated in his defense

He stepped closer. “I’m well travelled, seen a lot of things, met a lot of people… Never smelled anything that smelt like you.” He stated, making you scoff. “Hell of a compliment, soldier.” You glanced back at him. He had a cocky smirk on him as he shrugged.