"'S there any season those two aren't feral?" Tal asked rhetorically, but he said it with a grin. As much trouble as their dragons got them into, he wouldn't trade his scaly treat-cadger for the world.
Said treat-cadger, upon realizing that Koa had no nibbles to impart, had abandoned him to go lean against Thorn, surreptitiously nosing at his pockets while she did so. Introductions were made all around and for a moment Tal wondered if he should excuse himself for his own shopping errand before he became an unneeded third wheel--
When a lean, strong arm was suddenly slung around his shoulders and he jumped a little, gaze coming up reflexively as the conversation took a turn for the oh shit are these compliments?? and the courier's flush only deepened as he looked between Koa and Thorn, confused and flustered. "I... um. Thanks?" He hazarded at the Dragoon before looking to the courtesan with an apologetic duck of his head. "Still am," he hurriedly protested. "Shit's been busy this season but, yeah... anytime y'want a ride, just lemme know."
Were there ways to misinterpret his words? There sure were! Luckily the road was brought up and the courier relaxed a little beneath Koa's arm, a little more confident in where he stood on that as he flashed Thorn a small grin. "Yeah! An' thanks for that. Once th'weather warms up again we'll have t'work on th'next stretch through Mourn an'Meadowreach."
Which brought up a good question...
"How long're you in King's End for?" he asked curiously, turning back to Koa as he cautiously got used to the casual physical contact.
Said treat-cadger, upon realizing that Koa had no nibbles to impart, had abandoned him to go lean against Thorn, surreptitiously nosing at his pockets while she did so. Introductions were made all around and for a moment Tal wondered if he should excuse himself for his own shopping errand before he became an unneeded third wheel--
When a lean, strong arm was suddenly slung around his shoulders and he jumped a little, gaze coming up reflexively as the conversation took a turn for the oh shit are these compliments?? and the courier's flush only deepened as he looked between Koa and Thorn, confused and flustered. "I... um. Thanks?" He hazarded at the Dragoon before looking to the courtesan with an apologetic duck of his head. "Still am," he hurriedly protested. "Shit's been busy this season but, yeah... anytime y'want a ride, just lemme know."
Were there ways to misinterpret his words? There sure were! Luckily the road was brought up and the courier relaxed a little beneath Koa's arm, a little more confident in where he stood on that as he flashed Thorn a small grin. "Yeah! An' thanks for that. Once th'weather warms up again we'll have t'work on th'next stretch through Mourn an'Meadowreach."
Which brought up a good question...
"How long're you in King's End for?" he asked curiously, turning back to Koa as he cautiously got used to the casual physical contact.
