Private Finished The Lion and The Lamb

June applauded as the siren flew back to the ground, meeting her a little halfway (making sure he wouldn't have been in her way as she touched the ground, of course.) Evidently, she seemed she exhausted much of her strength from flying, tell tale enough that she hadn't quite gotten used to it yet. Nonetheless, June was quite honestly impressed. After all, flight was a skill foreign to him.

"I'd say you looked marvelous," he said to her. It was easy to notice how he couldn't seem to catch her gaze. June was familiar with the reaction, fairly aware she was flustered around him. Cute, very cute. He'd let her have the moment, pretending he could notice the look on her face for now.

In the meantime, he'd at least keep up a conversation with her, for as long as they could. "So how long has it, did you say, since you started?"

June chuckled at the gesture about the magic they used in the hospitals. An enviable skill, he considered them to be but if he had to be real, neither his parents had those but they were both great doctors either way. "Two weeks? An impressive improvement then. Most people take time to adjust to repaired limbes, even more for new appendages. You've got a gift," he told her, flashing an encouraging smile at the siren.

The question she gave him in turn seemed to be a little more of a topic he often danced around. Many people had opinions about people with energy draining capabilities, and the fact that he'd developed it into something more he could exploit didn't sit well with many others. "I'm attuned with life energy. I've been learning to expanding into psi-related abilities," he told her. Not completely a lie: after learning hypnosis, he was considering if his affinity for absorbing energies could make way for related powers. "I'm a bit behind with that though, so I don't quite have anything to show, unfortunately."

June's smile turned thoughtful for a moment. While he had actually considered expanding his abilities, he hadn't done much at all with practice. Mostly to the fact that in the past few months, he had his focus on way too many things at once to even try new things for his abilities. Although, now that he thought about it... he did have it easier now.

"I might have guessed you sang; I'm sure you sound like an angel," the psionic said with a slight chuckle. Offering to be a guinea pig was a little too much, but June would have just taken it another way. Reaching out to tuck a stray lock of her hair, he too the opportunity to sneak in some of her energy without making a fuss. "And the offer is lovely, though maybe when it's less experimental; I wouldn't want you feeling side effects. And don't worry about fireballs," he laughed, "That might be a bit too advanced for me at my level.

"In any case, would I interest you in going to a cafe sometime?"

June smiled at her, it seemed genuine enough, and perhaps it was. Though the thoughts behind it seemed less kind than how what he'd spoken outwardly. He'd be nice, he spoke in his mind, it wasn't as if he'd be doing her wrong. He had friends who didn't mind his type of company -- it shouldn't make any difference.

"I was thinking this weekend," he said, rather cheerfully. There was no sense of malice in his tone; not that he planned such in the first place. He liked new people, and he very much liked socializing. Getting to feed on his company was simply a bonus. "I still have a few things on my plate until then so, how about Sunday afternoon at Oceania Park? I'll be in the city in the morning to visit work but that's about it for me."

June snapped his fingers thoughtfully, as if realizing something. Procuring a card from out of his pockets, June went to write down his number at the back of it. "I should be going now, but we should keep in touch."

Handing her the note, the psionic gave her a wink, before he turned away saying "I'll be seeing you on the weekend."