Her theory earned a slow nod of thoughtful agreement. There was a tightness at the corners of his eyes and in his shoulders that he consciously eased a moment later, drawing a breath and settling old memories back into the corners of his heart.
It seemed it was a conversation of difficult memories all around, and he accepted the change of subject with a graceful nod of acknowledgment for what it was.
"Trading for favors," he rumbled, looking back to the city with dry amusement slowly coming back into his eyes. "It was a good day." Looking back to Maea he tilted his head questioningly. "Where else will you go to find your musicians?"
It seemed it was a conversation of difficult memories all around, and he accepted the change of subject with a graceful nod of acknowledgment for what it was.
"Trading for favors," he rumbled, looking back to the city with dry amusement slowly coming back into his eyes. "It was a good day." Looking back to Maea he tilted his head questioningly. "Where else will you go to find your musicians?"
