"Sure," he murmured, lips lifting briefly in a small, answering smile for Sohalia's gratitude. "Any time." At least she was smiling, however briefly and however pained the expression was. She was growing up fast, but Caido had a tendency to do that to people, even when they didn't pray to the gods to be aged up in the blink of an eye. Tal just wished growing up didn't have to involve so much heartache for the people he cared about.
Of course, Sohalia had more on her shoulders than the average nineteen year old. She had a whole region to lead and support - and worry about. The courier grimaced, nodding along to the news of Safrin's disappearance and the uncertainty surrounding it. His brow furrowed as his friend continued, nose wrinkling at the mention of preparations and focus, but when it came to the Abandoned he snorted and relaxed, looping an arm more comfortable around Soh's shoulders and pulling his lamp into his lap to fiddle with while they talked. "Ah, Ru'll give you a hard time, but you've already made a lot o' progress. Show up with some lesson plans or somethin' t'show 'em that you're not expectin' 'em t'do all the work on their own, an' it'll go a long ways."
His tongue slipped out the corner of his mouth as he tried to loosen a screw on his lamp one-handed. "So, what're the options for the preparations that're hard t'focus on?"
Of course, Sohalia had more on her shoulders than the average nineteen year old. She had a whole region to lead and support - and worry about. The courier grimaced, nodding along to the news of Safrin's disappearance and the uncertainty surrounding it. His brow furrowed as his friend continued, nose wrinkling at the mention of preparations and focus, but when it came to the Abandoned he snorted and relaxed, looping an arm more comfortable around Soh's shoulders and pulling his lamp into his lap to fiddle with while they talked. "Ah, Ru'll give you a hard time, but you've already made a lot o' progress. Show up with some lesson plans or somethin' t'show 'em that you're not expectin' 'em t'do all the work on their own, an' it'll go a long ways."
His tongue slipped out the corner of his mouth as he tried to loosen a screw on his lamp one-handed. "So, what're the options for the preparations that're hard t'focus on?"
