ABASI
The teasing tone in Loren's voice was the only thing that made Abasi aware he had entered coldly; it was simply in his personality to get right to business, regardless of who it was he was speaking to. But he had something with Loren he had never found anywhere else and he held up a hand in apology, knowing he had to try be different. "I apologise. Hello...I...was distracted by all of this."
He gestured to the mud, which Loren promptly smeared all over his hair. With a small amused smile on his face Abasi stepped forward to try and smooth it back down, a strangely affectionate gesture after his cold entrance. As much as he tried to pull the mud out of Loren's hair it seemed determined to stay, but he at least made it so his hair wasn't quite so tufty. "It seems we have no choice but the shovels. This is a very determined mud."
"Does this happen every year?" He asked as he stepped back.
He gestured to the mud, which Loren promptly smeared all over his hair. With a small amused smile on his face Abasi stepped forward to try and smooth it back down, a strangely affectionate gesture after his cold entrance. As much as he tried to pull the mud out of Loren's hair it seemed determined to stay, but he at least made it so his hair wasn't quite so tufty. "It seems we have no choice but the shovels. This is a very determined mud."
"Does this happen every year?" He asked as he stepped back.
Do not raise up intimate companions
For nothing is to be gained from them
Let your own heart be watchful over you
