A chuckle rumbles the larger skeleton, his stomach jiggling with the action as his grin only grew. He had to admit, he liked this guy already, despite the uncertainty of whether or not he looked ready to beat the shit out of Biggs at a moment’s notice.
“Y’don’t say. Well, I’ll be sure t’ keep an eye out. Gotta be hard t’ miss such eye candy, ey? Although, I do happen t’ be lookin’ at somethin’ pretty sweet right here.”
Oh yes. He really liked this one.
“I’m sure y’can figure out my real name honey, but most call me Biggs now. T’ differentiate.” His tone never change from a flirtatious casualness. His eye closed for a moment, hands coming up to lace behind his head. “Y’got a name, hon bun? Or am I callin’ ya th’ usual?”