Tal shrugged, then realized that Maea couldn't see him as she forged ahead. He cleared his throat and nearly ran into a hanging root nose-first, stopping just barely in time and crouching to sidle under it. From below came a distinctly draconic snicker in the momentary silence between gusts of wind. "Nah, I'm with y'there," he agreed. "Drugs'll just get y'killed on th'Tundra or in th'air. I don't touch 'em, myself, an' I won't carry 'em, either." And he would deliver a great many things, some very dangerous indeed.
He managed to shift over onto a thinner root that at least had more headroom over it, and he balanced carefully as he put one foot in front of the other along it. "Uh, but... sorry t'hear about that bone thing." It seemed inadequate, and he cleared his throat awkwardly, unsure of what to say. "I, uh... I'll keep an eye out for it? What's it look like?" That much wouldn't hurt, at least. He could manage that.
Tal stood up on his tiptoes - very carefully - to better peek into a hollow between two roots, just in case. "Yeah? Guess I can't really imagine it," he admitted. "I've always just been one thing." A carol of lizardy laughter earned a glare down past his feet. "An' no one asked you!" he informed his companion with a huff. Resolutely ignoring her, he turned his attention back to Maea. "I mean, I guess th'thing about startin' out all over again is that y'can... I dunno. Choose t'do somethin' new, since you're already bein' somethin' new?" His face screwed up in thought and he shooed away a spider that was hanging in front of his path. "Any ideas about what y'like doin'?"
He managed to shift over onto a thinner root that at least had more headroom over it, and he balanced carefully as he put one foot in front of the other along it. "Uh, but... sorry t'hear about that bone thing." It seemed inadequate, and he cleared his throat awkwardly, unsure of what to say. "I, uh... I'll keep an eye out for it? What's it look like?" That much wouldn't hurt, at least. He could manage that.
Tal stood up on his tiptoes - very carefully - to better peek into a hollow between two roots, just in case. "Yeah? Guess I can't really imagine it," he admitted. "I've always just been one thing." A carol of lizardy laughter earned a glare down past his feet. "An' no one asked you!" he informed his companion with a huff. Resolutely ignoring her, he turned his attention back to Maea. "I mean, I guess th'thing about startin' out all over again is that y'can... I dunno. Choose t'do somethin' new, since you're already bein' somethin' new?" His face screwed up in thought and he shooed away a spider that was hanging in front of his path. "Any ideas about what y'like doin'?"
