Oblivious to many things Tal might have been, but when Maea blushed it was unmistakable enough that even the courier could read between the lines. Gleeful was the correct term for his grin as he scooted closer, and if he'd had a tail it would have been wagging. "Mmhmmmm," he agreed to the rhetorical 'knowing how it was.' "So, what you're sayin' is... you wanna spend more time with 'im? Do some catchin' up? Maybe get t'know--hey, waitaminnet!" As delightful as it was to be on the other side of teasing someone about their totally-not-love-life for a change, the meaning of her implications did finally sink in through his stubborn skull.
"Y'mean Harper's here? In King's End? ...Well, hail. How long's that been goin' on?" He looked utterly stumped and maybe just a little flabbergasted at the revelation. "I thought he lived in Torchline?" ...Which, really, should tell Maea all she needed to know about how out of touch Tal had been with the Steadfast.
"Y'mean Harper's here? In King's End? ...Well, hail. How long's that been goin' on?" He looked utterly stumped and maybe just a little flabbergasted at the revelation. "I thought he lived in Torchline?" ...Which, really, should tell Maea all she needed to know about how out of touch Tal had been with the Steadfast.
