neron
Neron could only really blink at Libbs - mostly because of the pain but also because she was like a firework pinging off in all directions. ”A good idea,” he said with a nod, leaving her to go and get the cotton whilst he caught his breath and surveyed the damage. He would bruise quite wonderfully from this, and he was reasonably certain that at least two of his ribs were cracked from the kick (though in reality it might have been a lot worse). Further examination at least showed all of his belongings to be intact, and just as he was finishing up it was to find Libbs returning.
Or. Well. A lot of cotton with her voice. Opening his mouth to ask what in Caido she had said to the farmers to get quite so much, before thinking very much better of it, Neron accepted the waterskin gratefully. ”Is that so?” he said of the lighter, grinning. ”I look forward to it.” And with that he would follow her back toward the Settlement, keen for a stronger drink and a lot of rest.
~FIN
Or. Well. A lot of cotton with her voice. Opening his mouth to ask what in Caido she had said to the farmers to get quite so much, before thinking very much better of it, Neron accepted the waterskin gratefully. ”Is that so?” he said of the lighter, grinning. ”I look forward to it.” And with that he would follow her back toward the Settlement, keen for a stronger drink and a lot of rest.
~FIN
lay your hand on me, one last time
