Boreal was used to being yelled at, though mostly by Tal and usually for something that she'd done to deliberately rile him up. She blinked and pulled back a bit in surprise as Elizabeth shouted at her, but the woman's voice, though loud, was kind, and her body language was friendly. After a moment while various machinations went through her lizard brain balancing the potential for having vegetable or slipper thrown at her vs. the chance for scritches she came to the decision that the human was probably in the latter category, and pushed her broad head under Elizabeth's hand with a happy rumble of hello, tilting her warm, scaly cranium to encourage the woman to find the itchy spots.
Tal wasn't worried about Liz hurting his dragon, but he looked openly relieved when she stopped yelling everything and explained. He even made an effort to raise his own voice, though he stopped short of shouting his words. "Oh yeah? Uh... d'you think it's somethin' that could be Healed?" he asked awkwardly, lifting his hand to wiggle his fingers so that the golden ring on one of them glittered in the sun. It had done the lion's share of fixing up his stab wound during the first meeting. He also remembered the tension in that meeting had ended, and truthfully he wasn't crazy about seeing her again... but having Alys in his life was incentive enough to make an effort at being less stubborn and more understanding.
Well, at least a little bit. Sometimes.
The scowl fell back into place all too easily as she asked her question, however, and he glanced down at his bucket with a long-suffering sigh. "Got a client in Torchline requestin' unicorn shi--uh, manure," he hastily corrected. "So I'm headed there after this." He gestured to her blanket and her book, scowl fading to faint confusion as he returned the question. "What about you? What brings ya t'King's End?"
Tal wasn't worried about Liz hurting his dragon, but he looked openly relieved when she stopped yelling everything and explained. He even made an effort to raise his own voice, though he stopped short of shouting his words. "Oh yeah? Uh... d'you think it's somethin' that could be Healed?" he asked awkwardly, lifting his hand to wiggle his fingers so that the golden ring on one of them glittered in the sun. It had done the lion's share of fixing up his stab wound during the first meeting. He also remembered the tension in that meeting had ended, and truthfully he wasn't crazy about seeing her again... but having Alys in his life was incentive enough to make an effort at being less stubborn and more understanding.
Well, at least a little bit. Sometimes.
The scowl fell back into place all too easily as she asked her question, however, and he glanced down at his bucket with a long-suffering sigh. "Got a client in Torchline requestin' unicorn shi--uh, manure," he hastily corrected. "So I'm headed there after this." He gestured to her blanket and her book, scowl fading to faint confusion as he returned the question. "What about you? What brings ya t'King's End?"
