He'd sailed in with the Starskimmer today, assisting the rigging crew for the journey from Halo to Torchline as he continued his apprenticeship aboard the larger skyships. There was a large, cloth-covered box that he carried on his back along with his usual Bag of Holding at his hip as he and Boreal disembarked with a wave to the captain and first mate, heading in to Haulani to make the deliveries that had been piling up.
He'd delivered two packages before he came across the kneeling figure on the sidewalk. He didn't recognize her at first; time and grief had worked a transformation on her that the courier almost didn't see through.
"'Scuse me, miss, d'you know where I can find-- Flora??" He stuttered to a halt, fingers twisting around the rucksack strap across his chest as his dragon stretched her neck curiously towards the young woman, muzzle twitching as she sniffed for the scent of Hotaru's hatchling.
He'd delivered two packages before he came across the kneeling figure on the sidewalk. He didn't recognize her at first; time and grief had worked a transformation on her that the courier almost didn't see through.
"'Scuse me, miss, d'you know where I can find-- Flora??" He stuttered to a halt, fingers twisting around the rucksack strap across his chest as his dragon stretched her neck curiously towards the young woman, muzzle twitching as she sniffed for the scent of Hotaru's hatchling.
