Bad Luck Bears

BASTIEN "I don't need to prowl." Bastien insisted, his pride a little wounded. True, he had a harder time than normal finding lovers here, but he'd begun to hit his stride. He helped to unfix the door from it's hinges, using his height and strength to help with the top ones. Because of the rather shoddy construction, once the hinges had been loosened the door immediately slipped out of place. Bastien held it and gently guided it down to the floor, smiling at the few odd looks he got from outside. Phoebe seemed very shocked at his suggestion. Maybe she really did think he had lustful intentions after everything. She certainly wasn't the first person he'd offered out a roof to. "Well...yes. I was without a home or anything when I arrived here. If the spirit of charity can bloom anywhere, it should be this place, hm? I give what I can to those who need it. Usually those who have just arrived but....for the cost of breaking your door, I could make an exception." He smiled just a little, trying to gauge what Phoebe's doubts were for. I'm feelin' like a big bang