A roll of pale eyes and a scoff of disagreement was Tal's only response to Sah's misguided opinion on the armor. He was too distracted by the scar to continue that line of teasing for the moment, and it didn't even occur to him that the other man might not want someone poking at his old wounds. The courier jerked his hand back, just as startled by Sah's sharp response as the hunter had been by his lack of personal boundaries.
"Hey! Does it still hurt?" There was a shade of contrition in his voice at the possibility that his poking had actually done some harm. He wrinkled his nose at the rebuff but didn't argue it; he knew how touchy one of his dogs could be if they had an injury near their neck, too. It took patience and training to teach them it was okay to let him look at it during and after the healing process, and many of them stayed jumpy for years afterwards.
His eyes narrowed at the tale that followed and he nodded slowly. "Sure, I heard about that. It killed some guards before it got put down." More of his father's friends, gone, but he and his sisters had been too lost in mourning their mother that LongNight to pay much attention to the Palace. "What was it like?" he asked now, curious after the softening years between then and now.
Wondering, too, if the Voice might not unleash more such horrors as weapons of War soon.
"Hey! Does it still hurt?" There was a shade of contrition in his voice at the possibility that his poking had actually done some harm. He wrinkled his nose at the rebuff but didn't argue it; he knew how touchy one of his dogs could be if they had an injury near their neck, too. It took patience and training to teach them it was okay to let him look at it during and after the healing process, and many of them stayed jumpy for years afterwards.
His eyes narrowed at the tale that followed and he nodded slowly. "Sure, I heard about that. It killed some guards before it got put down." More of his father's friends, gone, but he and his sisters had been too lost in mourning their mother that LongNight to pay much attention to the Palace. "What was it like?" he asked now, curious after the softening years between then and now.
Wondering, too, if the Voice might not unleash more such horrors as weapons of War soon.
