This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
Henry carries Eira along, hands strong and steady but also taking care not to squish her wings or paws. He imagines, for a moment, that she'll grow up to be quite a magnificent creature. She has plenty of room to grow into her feathers and her spirit is already quite precious. He imagines she will be a good companion, and for a moment he wishes that he had something like that. Someone to always be there with him, to lean on when he couldn't share everything he feels with anyone around him. He nestles a soft nuzzle to the top of her head - a motion he doesn't really think about before doing it.
"Understanding your quarry is important, then," Henry nods, understanding the value of behavioral knowledge. "Do you spend a lot of time tracking them? I've heard that sometimes hunters will go out for days at a time, or longer, just to find herds and wait for the perfect opportunity..." His brows raise towards Noah, thinking he might be interested in doing something like that. Get away from all of this for a few days, with a good enough excuse to other than 'I don't want to stare at the pieces of my home anymore'. "Maybe we can do that sometime soon," his voice is quieter and his eyes lower when he says this, "I need to go somewhere else for a bit... clear my head."
"Understanding your quarry is important, then," Henry nods, understanding the value of behavioral knowledge. "Do you spend a lot of time tracking them? I've heard that sometimes hunters will go out for days at a time, or longer, just to find herds and wait for the perfect opportunity..." His brows raise towards Noah, thinking he might be interested in doing something like that. Get away from all of this for a few days, with a good enough excuse to other than 'I don't want to stare at the pieces of my home anymore'. "Maybe we can do that sometime soon," his voice is quieter and his eyes lower when he says this, "I need to go somewhere else for a bit... clear my head."
HENRY
