the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"Oh, you did?" Amhran's eyebrows raise in curiosity, the Raeling tilting his head as if trying to imagine what it was like out on the void-touched isle. "Did it seem different, compared to the other times you visited?" Less deadly, mainly, but he also wonders if there had been any significant changes in the flora and fauna.
Lifting his mug for another decadent sip of cocoa, the sigh that follows seems to drag any lingering tension down and away from his neck and shoulders, Amhran left smiling into the chocolate as if it might have the answers to any other questions he has today too. When Deimos speaks of defence, though, rather than training with the intent to harm, he blinks as if such a notion has escaped him until just this instance.
"Oh, that might be a good idea," he agrees. "Perhaps I can practice with a shield or even a stave?" Setting down his mug, the smile he shoots across to the Sword suggests he's opened many new avenues up for Amhran with this conversation alone. "Thanks - for the suggestion, and for the recipe for this."
Lifting his mug for another decadent sip of cocoa, the sigh that follows seems to drag any lingering tension down and away from his neck and shoulders, Amhran left smiling into the chocolate as if it might have the answers to any other questions he has today too. When Deimos speaks of defence, though, rather than training with the intent to harm, he blinks as if such a notion has escaped him until just this instance.
"Oh, that might be a good idea," he agrees. "Perhaps I can practice with a shield or even a stave?" Setting down his mug, the smile he shoots across to the Sword suggests he's opened many new avenues up for Amhran with this conversation alone. "Thanks - for the suggestion, and for the recipe for this."
