Considering the molten tigers he'd seen had been trying to kill him, he made a face right back at Soh, sticking his tongue out at his friend until she sighed. "Yeah, well... there's worse places," he said again in gruff agreement, thinking of the Hak Etme desert. Or Suvahasi, which was like the Oerwoud but so much worse.
But the Greenhouse provided a distraction and a chance to show off one of the Citadel's most notable Frey-blessed structures, and Tal's grin grew slowly wider and wider as Soh's questions came thick and fast, reminding him of the early days of their friendship, back when they'd first met.
"Well, here's a start. An' yes, yes, lots, all sorts, mostly the latter, and no, but it's enough for the Citadel's needs," he shot back in prompt response, ready this time for her barrage and meeting it head on, smugly. "Next?"
Boreal snorted and rolled her eyes, ambling towards the Greenhouse door. Maybe Soh didn't want a snack, but the dragon sure did! And she was perfectly capable of begging an apple from the volunteers who staffed the place after the time Tal had put in there himself, back before the War.
But the Greenhouse provided a distraction and a chance to show off one of the Citadel's most notable Frey-blessed structures, and Tal's grin grew slowly wider and wider as Soh's questions came thick and fast, reminding him of the early days of their friendship, back when they'd first met.
"Well, here's a start. An' yes, yes, lots, all sorts, mostly the latter, and no, but it's enough for the Citadel's needs," he shot back in prompt response, ready this time for her barrage and meeting it head on, smugly. "Next?"
Boreal snorted and rolled her eyes, ambling towards the Greenhouse door. Maybe Soh didn't want a snack, but the dragon sure did! And she was perfectly capable of begging an apple from the volunteers who staffed the place after the time Tal had put in there himself, back before the War.
