Tal made a lot of interesting sounds, but screaming wasn't usually one of them. He'd kept his shout to a low strangle, but it was just his luck that someone had to be near enough to hear it. At least he'd had a chance to use his Ring a second time before that particular someone appeared out of the trees, sprinting like he had a villi on his tail, and Tal grimaced an unhappy greeting.
"An' what the fuck are you doin' here?" he grumped, but relaxed as the minor healing warmed the remains of the wound on his leg, which had already been reduced to a small cut. There was far more blood on the knife than could be accounted for by that minor of an injury, but Tal set it down beside him as he pushed - gently - at Sah's hands so he could tug his pants leg back down. "If y'were in th'area y'should've come by th'house." He glared at his frenemy in genuine offense that he wasn't visiting the Glas-and-Seawright household at that very moment.
"An' what the fuck are you doin' here?" he grumped, but relaxed as the minor healing warmed the remains of the wound on his leg, which had already been reduced to a small cut. There was far more blood on the knife than could be accounted for by that minor of an injury, but Tal set it down beside him as he pushed - gently - at Sah's hands so he could tug his pants leg back down. "If y'were in th'area y'should've come by th'house." He glared at his frenemy in genuine offense that he wasn't visiting the Glas-and-Seawright household at that very moment.
