Tal nodded shyly, pleased to have the General's good opinion of his parents; especially since his father would have respected the man so greatly, the courier knew. It was enough, and more than he could have hoped for from anyone, and there was at least a momentary lifting of the frustration and grief that Neron's name had brought to their discussion - and all the fallout that had come with it.
Frey's name drew fresh interest from the younger man, and his eyes dropped from the colorful flies and back to Deimos's face. "They've really helped Halo out," he agreed. "If there's any way I could help..." His eyes dropped to the bag from which Deimos had drawn bits and bobs and minor miracles before, and an excited shine reflected from them. "Hey! Maybe if I had a bag like yours I could carry things better between th' groups workin' on bolstering the defenses?"
He rubbed at the back of his neck fiercely, trying not to scowl at his own eagerness as he realized how strong he was coming on. "Uh. I mean. I've been admirin' yours for awhile and... well. If you've got a spare that needs a good home, I'd like to trade you for it," he offered, hopefully a little more politely.
Frey's name drew fresh interest from the younger man, and his eyes dropped from the colorful flies and back to Deimos's face. "They've really helped Halo out," he agreed. "If there's any way I could help..." His eyes dropped to the bag from which Deimos had drawn bits and bobs and minor miracles before, and an excited shine reflected from them. "Hey! Maybe if I had a bag like yours I could carry things better between th' groups workin' on bolstering the defenses?"
He rubbed at the back of his neck fiercely, trying not to scowl at his own eagerness as he realized how strong he was coming on. "Uh. I mean. I've been admirin' yours for awhile and... well. If you've got a spare that needs a good home, I'd like to trade you for it," he offered, hopefully a little more politely.
