Tal grinned down at Aidon, far easier with the dragon than with humans. "Sorry, boy, she's guarding the Halo side of the portal for me," he apologized to the big black companion before pulling his expression back into seriousness for the carrying out of his duty.
But Maeve was having none of it; her invitation was met with hesitation and another awkward clearing of his throat. This wasn't how deliveries usually went but... the customer... was sometimes right?
He followed her inside and carefully set the box down on a clear corner of her desk. "Uh, tea, yeah. Thanks," he mumbled, fingers stumbling over his hurry to unbutton his parka. "Not that I'm complainin' but... isn't Torchline a little cool this year?" More than warm enough for a Halovian, but it was decidedly not the tropical heat wave he'd been expecting to endure for his walk from the portal to the Court.
But Maeve was having none of it; her invitation was met with hesitation and another awkward clearing of his throat. This wasn't how deliveries usually went but... the customer... was sometimes right?
He followed her inside and carefully set the box down on a clear corner of her desk. "Uh, tea, yeah. Thanks," he mumbled, fingers stumbling over his hurry to unbutton his parka. "Not that I'm complainin' but... isn't Torchline a little cool this year?" More than warm enough for a Halovian, but it was decidedly not the tropical heat wave he'd been expecting to endure for his walk from the portal to the Court.
