Tal thrived on admiration and he puffed up a bit more under her regard. "I am," he agreed smugly, without even a pretense of humility. "Keeps me busier'n a bee in Meadowreach, but I've spent years buildin' th'business up t'where it is now." From a simple dogsled confined to Halo, delivering supplies and trade goods to the people living out on the Tundra to a world-spanning (albeit single-vessel) courier service, he'd worked hard to get where he was!
As they slipped inside Elizabeth's home/business Tal spared a glance for the sign and then followed his hostess into the warmth. Once inside he stamped the snow from his feet in the entry and carefully hung his coat near the door before looking around. There was the requisite fire, of course, but his eyes widened at all the books. He shuffled uncertainly towards one of the chairs, settling gingerly onto the edge of it as he continued to steal looks around the room, trying not to be too obvious about it. "Uh... coffee sounds great, thanks. An' a scone, yeah."
He'd come to talk about the void stuff, but suddenly found himself swimming in the deep, murky waters of conversational small talk and the courier grasped after the first thing that came to mind. "So, uh, where're y'from?"
As they slipped inside Elizabeth's home/business Tal spared a glance for the sign and then followed his hostess into the warmth. Once inside he stamped the snow from his feet in the entry and carefully hung his coat near the door before looking around. There was the requisite fire, of course, but his eyes widened at all the books. He shuffled uncertainly towards one of the chairs, settling gingerly onto the edge of it as he continued to steal looks around the room, trying not to be too obvious about it. "Uh... coffee sounds great, thanks. An' a scone, yeah."
He'd come to talk about the void stuff, but suddenly found himself swimming in the deep, murky waters of conversational small talk and the courier grasped after the first thing that came to mind. "So, uh, where're y'from?"
