A quick grin flashed across the courier's face at Ronin's whisper and he risked an upward glance again, trying to find whoever - whatever? - was lounging up there. Though, Commander of Stormbreak and all, he guessed dragon.
While fixing fussing with a few more muffin cups, Tal just shrugged awkwardly at the rote sympathy, however sincere. He hadn't known what to say to it two years ago, and he clearly still didn't now. Instead he focused on the task in his hands until Ronin rescued the tray from him.
Which just left him with the bowl to roll between fingers that twitched against it just short of tapping. A faint flush of embarrassment, a darkening of brown skin, crawled up his neck at the laugh and correction, but there was too much warmth in Ronin's humor for the courier to prickle up in defense. "Guess bein' a Commander outranks it, huh?" he guessed. "D'you have any sisters?"
While fixing fussing with a few more muffin cups, Tal just shrugged awkwardly at the rote sympathy, however sincere. He hadn't known what to say to it two years ago, and he clearly still didn't now. Instead he focused on the task in his hands until Ronin rescued the tray from him.
Which just left him with the bowl to roll between fingers that twitched against it just short of tapping. A faint flush of embarrassment, a darkening of brown skin, crawled up his neck at the laugh and correction, but there was too much warmth in Ronin's humor for the courier to prickle up in defense. "Guess bein' a Commander outranks it, huh?" he guessed. "D'you have any sisters?"
