Tal winced at her chilly tone as much from the realization of what he'd given away... but hadn't exactly been trying to hide it, either. "Never said I was," he responded grumpily as her tone did its best to freeze the hot spring solid. He opted for hiding back in the water, shirt clutched in front of him as her eyes roamed over him--
And clearly found him wanting.
His mouth turned down in its usual defensive scowl as she educated him on the proper use of the Eye of the Storm. Boreal watched the back-and-forth with all the interest of a judge at a ping pong match but wasn't doing anything to offer him backup, so Tal could only push another damp tress of dark hair behind an ear. "Yeah, well, your attitude stinks, lady," he grumbled back at her aristocratic hauteur. "An' there's not enough soap in all Stormbreak t'clean that up!"
And clearly found him wanting.
His mouth turned down in its usual defensive scowl as she educated him on the proper use of the Eye of the Storm. Boreal watched the back-and-forth with all the interest of a judge at a ping pong match but wasn't doing anything to offer him backup, so Tal could only push another damp tress of dark hair behind an ear. "Yeah, well, your attitude stinks, lady," he grumbled back at her aristocratic hauteur. "An' there's not enough soap in all Stormbreak t'clean that up!"
