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[thegreat_ashby]

Lew was sure that having an animal seated at the table was bound to not go over well with everyone who rolled in and out of the kitchen that morning, but frankly, he didn't really give a fuck. Anyone who had a big enough issue with it could A) blow him and B) take their raised pinkies over to the nonexistent, uppity fine dining establishment four

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[staroftamaran]

"Oh. Hello there," Starfire greets the small animal as she rounds the table with her plate and takes a seat. It's enough to distract her from her food, which is sating a lot considering her bottomless pit of a stomach.

Other than adorable, she's not really sure what it is, and it takes every ounce of willpower she has not to reach out and pet it. She can't speak for... whatever it is, but she does know that she wouldn't want anyone petting her while she tried to eat breakfast. Fluffy little whatevers probably preferred to enjoy their meals in peace, too.

[motherfuckaa]

It wasn't petting per se, but it probably came close. Hank had been looking for someone female and girl-sized and when Star walked in, she fit the bill pretty nicely.

He had learned from Karen than giving pre-warnings never usually worked in his favor, so his hugging Star was entirely out of the blue.

"I just need some loving," he explained as he squeezed her tightly, shutting his eyes and imagining Becca. "Indulge me."

[staroftamaran]

"Indulging," Star replies, hugging Hank back. That morning was shaping up to be an increasingly strange one, but cute little animals and hugs weren't the bad sort of strange. "Are you alight?"

[motherfuckaa]

If Hank clung any tighter, Star would probably be 2D by the time he let go again.

"I'm lonely," he muttered, keeping his voice down. That was the ultimate and sad irony. Here he was in paradise, poontang on tap, and he was lonelier than he'd ever been in his life.

[staroftamaran]

"You have the sick for your home." She knows the feeling well enough herself. One the island she missed Jump City, and when in Jump City she had felt it for Tamaran on occasion. "Me, too."

[motherfuckaa]

"Sucks like a two buck hooker," Hank told her, but he didn't think it was anything she wouldn't already know. "People will think I'm feeling you up if I don't let you go now." He pulled back soon after and tidied the bit of her hair he'd messed up. "You're excellent at indulging, by the way. Top marks."

[staroftamaran]

Starfire isn't sure what a two buck hooker is, but if Hank insists that they 'suck' as much as being away from ones home then she would take his word for it. "I am happy to have helped."

Since she no longer has her real powers in order to help people, at least she's still helpful in some capacity. She could just give out hugs instead.

[motherfuckaa]

"You're so polite," Hank remarked, rising from his crouch only to flop straight into the nearest chair. "I wonder how much longer than will last. Do you feel a teenage rebellion brewing?" If so, Hank would be the first to duck, cover and hold. Surviving one young girl's was enough for him.

[staroftamaran]

"No. Should I?" She asks, shoveling a mound of food into her mouth. "Is it something Earth teenagers experience? That could be why I have yet to." Just like Earth teenagers never went through Transformation as Tamaranian ones did.

[motherfuckaa]

"Oh yeah," Hank replied with an emphatic nod. "You're what, fifteen? You're right on the crest, girl. Any moment now you could turn into a gigantic ball of hellfire."

[staroftamaran]

"Sixteen," she corrects. "Are you sure the teenagers you knew did not burst into hellfire because of special gifts or abilities?" Like Hot Spot. He turned into fire, but she didn't think it was due to teenage rebellion anymore than Beast Boy's shifting into various animal forms was.

[motherfuckaa]

"Pretty sure. But Becca, my daughter, she has a special gift," Hank replied, an earnest tone in his voice. Until he had two forefingers pointed to his face, anyway. "The epic awesomeness that is me as her father."

[staroftamaran]

"That is... not quite the sort of gift I meant," Star says with a quiet laugh. "But I am sure she sees that as one just the same."

[motherfuckaa]

Only on days that didn't end in 'y'.

Despite his thinking, Hank managed a smile. "Do you wanna have some fun, you and I? Me and you. So much fun that we forget about our homesickness for an afternoon?"