an ounce of prevention

if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again

whether in this life or the next

A brighter grin is sent toward Loren at the excitement of training — how long had it been since she’d trained with someone other than family? Too long, really, and she focuses instead on elbowing him, remaining still as his shoulder bumps into her own and she snorts lightly in response. “Of course not.” She chimes, though it’s not like it matters much to her. “I don’t really care so much anymore. I hit… three worlds before coming here?” She muses aloud, shrugging before the Korofi name reaches her.

“I suppose I’ll give it a shot.” She shrugs, a tilt of her head. “I can see my father disapproving from wherever he is.” She flashes him a grin, another chuckle of laughter leaving her. At Astra’s antics, Auni nearly grows frantic, following Astra to the makeshift bed to sniff and bump his antlers around as he investigates further, quiet quips of sound leaving him.

Kiada’s focus remains on the summoner though, watching as he goes to grab a drink for them. “When I first arrived someone tried to pick him up.” She smirks lightly at the memory before shaking her head, taking the glass with a dip of her head. She toasts with him before taking a sip and letting it linger along her tongue, feeling the sweetness and warmth it brings to her otherwise cold exterior. The mention of more of a tour has her perking up a bit, eyeing him curiously with a slight tilt of her head. “After you, though you’ve already got my main spaces covered.” Another light tease — gesturing for him to lead the way.

you are, and always shall be, his

KIADA