"Things," Tal repeated, looking a little weak around the gills as he took a long pull from the bottle, seeking strength in liquid courage. "Like, uh... y'mean like... candles an' pillows an' wine an' roses, kinda things? Or, uh... other... things?"
Boreal might not understand the specifics of the humans' conversation, but she was catching images from her human that had her chortling with smoky humor and Tal cleared his throat and nudged her ribs with his toe, hissing down at her: "Hey! Behave!" Which had worked exactly never on the big, mischievous reptile and wasn't about to start now.
"Sorry," he mumbled to Sunjata, not quite meeting his eyes. "She's, uh... well. Y'know what she's like." By now, the Flood probably had a pretty good idea, both from personal experience and stories from Hotaru!
Boreal might not understand the specifics of the humans' conversation, but she was catching images from her human that had her chortling with smoky humor and Tal cleared his throat and nudged her ribs with his toe, hissing down at her: "Hey! Behave!" Which had worked exactly never on the big, mischievous reptile and wasn't about to start now.
"Sorry," he mumbled to Sunjata, not quite meeting his eyes. "She's, uh... well. Y'know what she's like." By now, the Flood probably had a pretty good idea, both from personal experience and stories from Hotaru!
