Boreal raised her head as a new rock was procured, and crooned again, this time encouragingly, at the funny little gourd. Tal twisted to watch the interaction curiously, his scowl fading as he realized how curious his dragon was about the bouncing, juggling, multi-talented Fangorn.
He gave a fervent nod at Melita's succinct summary of Neron's finer qualities, his earlier pique fading as his ankle stopped hurting so much and their conversation flowed more comfortably. Her condolences brought an awkward shrug to the courier's shoulders as he looked away again, but it was an old pain and he didn't linger over it. "Yeah... thanks."
Besides, her next question was a lot more interesting, and Tal shot her a wicked glance. "Fuckin' right, I have. He was banished for awhile, but then he came back..." He grimaced at the complete batshittery that decision had been. "He was called the Hailstorm for a reason, though. If I'm gonna pick a fight with him, I want to make sure I can survive it." It was good to have concrete goals, and he shook off his frown as he tilted his head at Mel. "What about you? Ever get back at someone who screwed you over?"
He gave a fervent nod at Melita's succinct summary of Neron's finer qualities, his earlier pique fading as his ankle stopped hurting so much and their conversation flowed more comfortably. Her condolences brought an awkward shrug to the courier's shoulders as he looked away again, but it was an old pain and he didn't linger over it. "Yeah... thanks."
Besides, her next question was a lot more interesting, and Tal shot her a wicked glance. "Fuckin' right, I have. He was banished for awhile, but then he came back..." He grimaced at the complete batshittery that decision had been. "He was called the Hailstorm for a reason, though. If I'm gonna pick a fight with him, I want to make sure I can survive it." It was good to have concrete goals, and he shook off his frown as he tilted his head at Mel. "What about you? Ever get back at someone who screwed you over?"
