'Not picky' just meant he couldn't go wrong, right? Wrong. Tal took the answer cheerfully and finished his purchase of spiny tropical fruits before snagging a few mangoes to go with them. Boreal huffed a quiet rumble of amusement at her human's oblivious optimism and nosed a choice bite of fish towards Sila before taking another dainty nibble of her own. The humans were still close enough to keep an eye on while they snacked and she made happy dragon noises at Fangorn while they shared their meal.
Tal considered the fruit a little longer before heaving a long-suffering sigh and handing over one more amber trinket as he took the biggest pineapple in the lot and hefted it. Did Evie even like pineapple? He had no idea, but since the cake had gotten kind of fucked up mid-delivery maybe something less squishable was in order.
Just his luck she'd end up being allergic to it, but hail, at least he could say he'd tried.
Adding a couple of coconuts to the order because Mel had him feeling generous, he stuffed his latest acquisitions in his bag and headed back over to her. "I, uh... I guess I should probably get goin' but... it was real nice seein' you." He rubbed the back of his neck, clearing his throat awkwardly. "I, um. I've been workin' real hard, like you said. Gettin' better. If y'ever want to spar sometime, just drop me a line."
Adorably confident in his improved abilities and upgraded godly gifts, the poor young fool had no idea how far out of his weight class Melita still punched.
Tal considered the fruit a little longer before heaving a long-suffering sigh and handing over one more amber trinket as he took the biggest pineapple in the lot and hefted it. Did Evie even like pineapple? He had no idea, but since the cake had gotten kind of fucked up mid-delivery maybe something less squishable was in order.
Just his luck she'd end up being allergic to it, but hail, at least he could say he'd tried.
Adding a couple of coconuts to the order because Mel had him feeling generous, he stuffed his latest acquisitions in his bag and headed back over to her. "I, uh... I guess I should probably get goin' but... it was real nice seein' you." He rubbed the back of his neck, clearing his throat awkwardly. "I, um. I've been workin' real hard, like you said. Gettin' better. If y'ever want to spar sometime, just drop me a line."
Adorably confident in his improved abilities and upgraded godly gifts, the poor young fool had no idea how far out of his weight class Melita still punched.
