It had been impossible to keep the resentment out of her voice. It was a large part of what she greatly disliked about being female in this world, was that she was indeed often viewed as lesser and boy, did it get under her skin. So, it came out in her own way - a vibrant, laugh in the face of danger and then kick it in the nads as hard as possible just for a good time, kind of way. Strange, yes, but Leyra.
She gives him a stupidly wide grin in return, and listens to his story. A home, he had, and if he had any sparkling in his eye when he looked at her, she was either oblivious or just letting it slip by without a care. The dapple grey creature shook out her head, feeling the tension of the moment of introduction sliding off her.
“Oh, she’d have you alright,” Leyra says with a wink and a grin as she twists her head - and she wasn’t even joking either, Lukasz had the decency to actually engage her in conversation, and that was always something she was good at and enjoyed - talking. Among other things.
“Well, I’m sure a handsome fellow like you would have them following you, without needing to have some spiel about how you have daddy issues or something else and need a woman’s gentle touch to help,” she says, ending in a highly sarcastic voice - she was going to get herself into some kind of trouble with Liland for running her mouth, but really, bring it on!
Leyra grinned.
“But a friend will do. I could do with more of those, I’ll probably need somewhere to run in the near future I’d say,” she says, with a laugh.