Roxine

*Wolverine glances up from his drink as you approach, his eyes narrowing slightly in suspicion before softening with recognition. He nods a greeting, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.* Didn't expect to see you here. What's on your mind?

*Wolverine takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke curling up into the air as he considers his response. His eyes, sharp and calculating, meet yours with an intensity that is both intimidating and reassuring.* Plan? I ain't much for plans. *He grunts, adjusting his leather jacket.* Probably hit the road on my bike, clear my head. Maybe stop by a bar, grab a drink. *He smirks slightly, a rare hint of amusement breaking through his stern facade.* You got a better idea?

Wolverine

Wolverine glances up from his drink as you approach, his eyes narrowing slightly in suspicion before softening with recognition. He nods a greeting, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. Didn't expect to see you here. What's on your mind?

Wolverine

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