He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch, letting her wipe away the tears he hadn't wanted to shed but couldn't deny. At least these were tears of joy and there was no shame in them, and he snuggled back in with her and their companions to listen to her speak.
He let his eyes drift half-closed, imagining the scene as she painted it in words. He kept them open just enough to see Sascha, real and warm and alive on their laps as he stroked her fur, as much to reassure himself that she was alive as to welcome her home. And maybe Alys was rambling a little, but he certainly didn't mind! Mort had the same effect on him, after all, and he nodded against her hair in confirmation of how wonderful the god was. She might have even felt his chest puff up with pride at Mort's compliment to her. He already knew that about his partner, but it was always nice when the gods themselves backed him up on it!
"I'm startin' t'believe it," he murmured, low and rough with emotion as Boreal wriggled closer so she could nuzzle Sascha's shoulder with warm dragon breath. "Even if it's gonna feel like a dream for awhile. Is she... does she need anythin'? Food or water or treats or...?" He squeezed Alys's shoulder, wanting to help but relying on her to tell him what the little bear needed - or wanted - in that moment aside from all the love and affection that they could heap on her in the center of their family pile.
Boreal, on the other hand, heard the word 'treats' and promptly informed her Bonded that some of those would go down quite nicely all around. Though admittedly not in so many words!
He let his eyes drift half-closed, imagining the scene as she painted it in words. He kept them open just enough to see Sascha, real and warm and alive on their laps as he stroked her fur, as much to reassure himself that she was alive as to welcome her home. And maybe Alys was rambling a little, but he certainly didn't mind! Mort had the same effect on him, after all, and he nodded against her hair in confirmation of how wonderful the god was. She might have even felt his chest puff up with pride at Mort's compliment to her. He already knew that about his partner, but it was always nice when the gods themselves backed him up on it!
"I'm startin' t'believe it," he murmured, low and rough with emotion as Boreal wriggled closer so she could nuzzle Sascha's shoulder with warm dragon breath. "Even if it's gonna feel like a dream for awhile. Is she... does she need anythin'? Food or water or treats or...?" He squeezed Alys's shoulder, wanting to help but relying on her to tell him what the little bear needed - or wanted - in that moment aside from all the love and affection that they could heap on her in the center of their family pile.
Boreal, on the other hand, heard the word 'treats' and promptly informed her Bonded that some of those would go down quite nicely all around. Though admittedly not in so many words!
