He grinned at Melita's usual exuberance, finding her zest for life and all the things she did contagious in the best way. He retrieved his mug when she was done, gesturing behind him to the neatly ordered barrels of fixed and shining weapons. "Better then expected, to be honest! There were some solid pieces beneath all that rust and dirt. The organization system should last until, oh, the first practice session or so," he admitted with a laugh. The work might go to waste eventually, but it made him feel good to have done it for now. Productive, in a way he usually only felt out on the farm, working with his hands beside Rory to care for the animals and crops.
Remi's lioning around earned a bemused tilt of his head, and a slight step away from the mess of paint on lion and child. He turned gratefully at Ronin's approach, raising a brow in curiosity and eager to see where the next task would take them. At the gesture towards the ground he wrinkled his nose, then shrugged, a sly smile coming over his face. "Why use one shovel when you can use four..." he murmured, winking at the Guildmaster. He headed back towards the tools, then continued around to the side of the building, There was a moment's silence, and then a slender white horse returned, blue eyes twinkling mischievously as he pranced onto the field, flicking Melita teasingly with his tail as Isuma finally grew brave enough to boop Fangorn with her small beak.
Shaking his mane, he dug his hooves into the dirt, kicking and flinging clods of it up as he tried to coax Melita and Ronin into a silly dance with him as they worked the day away.
Remi's lioning around earned a bemused tilt of his head, and a slight step away from the mess of paint on lion and child. He turned gratefully at Ronin's approach, raising a brow in curiosity and eager to see where the next task would take them. At the gesture towards the ground he wrinkled his nose, then shrugged, a sly smile coming over his face. "Why use one shovel when you can use four..." he murmured, winking at the Guildmaster. He headed back towards the tools, then continued around to the side of the building, There was a moment's silence, and then a slender white horse returned, blue eyes twinkling mischievously as he pranced onto the field, flicking Melita teasingly with his tail as Isuma finally grew brave enough to boop Fangorn with her small beak.
Shaking his mane, he dug his hooves into the dirt, kicking and flinging clods of it up as he tried to coax Melita and Ronin into a silly dance with him as they worked the day away.
