our sins are washed away
Arching an eyebrows at Milo's answer, Saiden grinned. "So ye seek out company often, then?" He chuckled.
Smirking right back at the younger man, the cook nodded. "Noted." Pausing for a moment as he had to scramble over and around a few rocks that had collapsed into the center of the tunnel, he glanced at his fellow Abandoned. "Other than running what do ye like to do in yer spare time?"
Laughing, the Hali shrugged. "Maybe ye'll have to show me how to wash up properly some time." He winked. "Nah, I'm usually better about it. I just wasn't expecting it to be so godsdamn hot today or for the packages to be so heavy." Groaning as they reached yet another branch, he wiped some sweat from his brow.
Smirking right back at the younger man, the cook nodded. "Noted." Pausing for a moment as he had to scramble over and around a few rocks that had collapsed into the center of the tunnel, he glanced at his fellow Abandoned. "Other than running what do ye like to do in yer spare time?"
Laughing, the Hali shrugged. "Maybe ye'll have to show me how to wash up properly some time." He winked. "Nah, I'm usually better about it. I just wasn't expecting it to be so godsdamn hot today or for the packages to be so heavy." Groaning as they reached yet another branch, he wiped some sweat from his brow.
