Art sat back a little, genuinely surprised that Quill had managed to get himself a girl like Leona. "Wow, well he's a lucky guy."
It seemed unfathomable, but Art came the conclusion that Leona was either blinded by emotions or that Quill was good in the sack. Neither really mattered as it there was too many factors meaning Art wasn't really interested in pursuing Leona romantically. For starters having a guy meant crazy baggage, guys with boyfriends only went with you if they weren't that interested or wanted revenge. Not to mention in meant fighting the guy at some point which was always a hassle. Leona wasn't exactly giving him any flirty vibes, nor was she pushing him away. She was just being friendly, it was hard to pursue a girl like that.
He liked a chase, but preferably with a girl less accepting of his nature, the kind of girl that called you a pig but didn't mean it. She seemed okay with the way he had behaved to so. And lastly, she was a guildmember, he hadn't been sure guildmembers were the best girls to go for. He didn't want to crap where he ate, literally. He had seen a few nice tails, but he was still working on whether the consequences would be worth the benefits. "Problem solving is an important skill, It would be foolish to get rid of someone like that."
He told her, then listened further as she talked more aboutthe guilds requirements. "Muscle huh? "
He let out a laugh, and here was a guy who didn't like using his magic. It was strong, but unless he could avoid it, he would rather not. He prefered a good old fashion fist fight, but the problems with wizards. Most of them didn't want to fight that way, they had magic so they used it. It was frustrating, and why he didn't tend to challenge anyone he could sense was stronger than him. Not because he thought he was weak, because then he would have to rely on Morte.