He was traveling to Halo more often again now that he and Evie were slowly rebuilding their friendship, and it was a pleasure to stop in and see Elizabeth when their schedules allowed for it. He enjoyed his growing friendship with the therapist - and her hospitality was among the finest a King could receive.
Well-bundled against Halo's chilly Leafchange weather, the Mer King's identity was largely given away by his height and the twinkling emerald of eyes that peeked out from between scarf and hat. "Elizabeth. Thank you for the invitation," he rumbled, his deep voice soft but warm as he gratefully ducked inside the door so they could close it. He straightened once he was safely within and began to unwind his scarf, pausing a moment as the smells of fresh baking and aromatic drinks reached his nose. He inhaled appreciatively before continuing with the removal of his outer layers, nodding in agreement at the chilling of the world. "In Torchline as well. Though it is more..." He considered the available adjectives before deciding on: "pronounced in Halo." His bright eyes twinkled merrily as he stepped out of his boots, clad in his usual star-stitched leather trousers and in his favored Leafchange sweater of dark navy with white polka dots. His hair still held the telltale Mer coloration, a metallic steel rather than a flat grey, as it tumbled down his back in a loose partial tail.
"Hot chocolate would be welcome, thank you." He accepted her offer with interest and followed her into the kitchen. "Would you tell me more about the purpose of the bells?" She had mentioned the project in her invitation, and he had been curious about it ever since.
Well-bundled against Halo's chilly Leafchange weather, the Mer King's identity was largely given away by his height and the twinkling emerald of eyes that peeked out from between scarf and hat. "Elizabeth. Thank you for the invitation," he rumbled, his deep voice soft but warm as he gratefully ducked inside the door so they could close it. He straightened once he was safely within and began to unwind his scarf, pausing a moment as the smells of fresh baking and aromatic drinks reached his nose. He inhaled appreciatively before continuing with the removal of his outer layers, nodding in agreement at the chilling of the world. "In Torchline as well. Though it is more..." He considered the available adjectives before deciding on: "pronounced in Halo." His bright eyes twinkled merrily as he stepped out of his boots, clad in his usual star-stitched leather trousers and in his favored Leafchange sweater of dark navy with white polka dots. His hair still held the telltale Mer coloration, a metallic steel rather than a flat grey, as it tumbled down his back in a loose partial tail.
"Hot chocolate would be welcome, thank you." He accepted her offer with interest and followed her into the kitchen. "Would you tell me more about the purpose of the bells?" She had mentioned the project in her invitation, and he had been curious about it ever since.
