the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"Mm, I certainly can," Amhran agrees with a grin, though he tilts his head at the mention of the Oerwoud, mentally adding it to his list of places to visit when he next decides to venture out of Halo. His smile softens as he gazes down into his mug, the Raeling lifting it to drain it of the last of the cocoa, content as he sets it back down. "Thank you. I'm glad too," he says. "I don't know what I'd have been like if I had started life in Torchline, or The Climb."
Probably a lot more suited to the heat - and maybe already able to swim - but he can't say he'd prefer it over here. "Thanks for letting me join in with the cocoa. I think it has made me sleepy, though, so I might go and lay down for a bit." Grinning sheepishly - he knows Deimos's afternoon likely involves a packed agenda - he's nevertheless glad to have been able to take the time to sit and take a break.
Rising to his feet from the table, Amhran heads to the sink to wash out his mug, snagging another couple of marshmallows while he's at it.
Probably a lot more suited to the heat - and maybe already able to swim - but he can't say he'd prefer it over here. "Thanks for letting me join in with the cocoa. I think it has made me sleepy, though, so I might go and lay down for a bit." Grinning sheepishly - he knows Deimos's afternoon likely involves a packed agenda - he's nevertheless glad to have been able to take the time to sit and take a break.
Rising to his feet from the table, Amhran heads to the sink to wash out his mug, snagging another couple of marshmallows while he's at it.
