I have my freedom but I don't have much time
"I guess." It's a rather humble sort of answer that has the wrangler shrugging his shoulders. "I jus' try to do right by 'em and everything else just sort of works out." Morgen continues. If there is supposed to be honour in carrying on the family business, Morgen isn't the type to have noticed.
"Oh?" Being an outlander was coming to be as rare as being an ascended was, and though Morgen had no idea what that sort of uniqueness felt like, it still made his bones feel heavy at the mere though. "Third?" The quiet and almost introspective expression he'd been wearing now suddenly breaks as he stares at Kiada with an unfettered look of admiration and surprise. "Well hot damn."
Trying and failing to come up with something immediately witty to say in response, the wrangler just huffs a quiet and disbelieving breath as he runs a hand up the side of his cheek.
"Outta the three, which one you like best so far?"
"Oh?" Being an outlander was coming to be as rare as being an ascended was, and though Morgen had no idea what that sort of uniqueness felt like, it still made his bones feel heavy at the mere though. "Third?" The quiet and almost introspective expression he'd been wearing now suddenly breaks as he stares at Kiada with an unfettered look of admiration and surprise. "Well hot damn."
Trying and failing to come up with something immediately witty to say in response, the wrangler just huffs a quiet and disbelieving breath as he runs a hand up the side of his cheek.
"Outta the three, which one you like best so far?"
