MORGEN
Come down from your fences
Dangerously close to caring about things he had no business even having opinions about, Morgen poked out his lower lip thoughtfully for a moment before cocking his head to the side. "That why yer after that ascended? To get her to make that choice?"
Chuckling, the wrangler looks between his feet and pulls a face at the heels of his boots. "You'd think that, but have'n the thoughts and feelin's of an opinionated..well, it ain't like she's a woman, but it's near enough." The wrangler says in a low voice, clearly concerned that Sweets might overhear.
"Now there's an idea." It's unclear whether or not Morgen means the idea of a vacation in general, or if it being the Greatwood. He might have said more, but the smell of coffee had tugged his attention firmly from the conversation at hand. Reaching for his flask and giving it a suggestive shake, Morgen twists around to fish a pair of mismatched cups out of his bag, offering them to Fox.
Chuckling, the wrangler looks between his feet and pulls a face at the heels of his boots. "You'd think that, but have'n the thoughts and feelin's of an opinionated..well, it ain't like she's a woman, but it's near enough." The wrangler says in a low voice, clearly concerned that Sweets might overhear.
"Now there's an idea." It's unclear whether or not Morgen means the idea of a vacation in general, or if it being the Greatwood. He might have said more, but the smell of coffee had tugged his attention firmly from the conversation at hand. Reaching for his flask and giving it a suggestive shake, Morgen twists around to fish a pair of mismatched cups out of his bag, offering them to Fox.
open the gate
