The candles were in good shape - and had been delivered right on time, if those animated gourds he'd seen were any indication! He began to set the candles up on the table, grouped by size. They were sturdy columns and tapers of pale yellow beeswax with wicks as white as snow. The tapers would need holders but the columns could be set on a plate or in a bowl to catch the wax dribbles and protect the sills of the windows they were destined for.
The chili was smelling better by the minute, and it was Tal's turn to look over his shoulder towards the steaming pot, sniffing appreciatively. "Yeah, that was your first promotion," he agreed easily, a sly, teasing lilt to his voice. "But what about your second promotion?"
He hefted one of the candles thoughtfully, looking around for a window to stick it in. "Yup, an' we just finished th'Skyport, so there's no more excuses for y'not t'come an'visit" He grinned back at her, looking pleased and proud and - oddly - a little bashful. "Y'still haven't met my partner Alys, after all!"
The chili was smelling better by the minute, and it was Tal's turn to look over his shoulder towards the steaming pot, sniffing appreciatively. "Yeah, that was your first promotion," he agreed easily, a sly, teasing lilt to his voice. "But what about your second promotion?"
He hefted one of the candles thoughtfully, looking around for a window to stick it in. "Yup, an' we just finished th'Skyport, so there's no more excuses for y'not t'come an'visit" He grinned back at her, looking pleased and proud and - oddly - a little bashful. "Y'still haven't met my partner Alys, after all!"
