Tal had been nipped by Boreal so many times - playfully, deliberately, because the dragon always took tidbits from other people with gentle dignity - that he wouldn't even have blinked if he'd felt the nip of little bear teeth on his fingers.
The fact that he didn't just meant that Sascha was going to get a couple more sneaky fries before Boreal realized what was happening and abandoned her harassment of the hels.
But first Tal claimed a 'rhampire' wing and dunked it in some sauce with his now-free hand, nibbling the sweet meat off the bone as he listened to Alys and held her hand. There was a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest that had become normal over the past year, a feeling of home and comfort when the seer was at his side, and he happily nodded along with her recommendations for flowers and colors.
"Yeah, that's a good point," he admitted with a wry smile. "Torchline's got plenty o'choices! An' we can have lots o' colors. Not like anyone can stop us," he teased. "Though I guess we should start figurin' out what else we want t'do with th'yard. D'we want t'put in any trees or bushes?"
The fact that he didn't just meant that Sascha was going to get a couple more sneaky fries before Boreal realized what was happening and abandoned her harassment of the hels.
But first Tal claimed a 'rhampire' wing and dunked it in some sauce with his now-free hand, nibbling the sweet meat off the bone as he listened to Alys and held her hand. There was a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest that had become normal over the past year, a feeling of home and comfort when the seer was at his side, and he happily nodded along with her recommendations for flowers and colors.
"Yeah, that's a good point," he admitted with a wry smile. "Torchline's got plenty o'choices! An' we can have lots o' colors. Not like anyone can stop us," he teased. "Though I guess we should start figurin' out what else we want t'do with th'yard. D'we want t'put in any trees or bushes?"
