FOX
"Ah, suddenly you being alone out here makes much more sense," Fox teases, keeping his own voice low and secretive as if the mare behind them can hear and understand them both. Which, if what Morgen has to say about her, could definitely be true and he should definitely be wary about it.
Hazarding a glance over at Sweets, his attention is only drawn back by the sight of the two cups, Fox smiling his approval and accepting them both. Pouring a measure of coffee into each one, he sets them down for Morgen to dirty them up with the whiskey, only for the man's first remark to properly ping against the walls of his mind.
He doesn't want to make mention of it, because he's decided he likes the wrangler, but gods if he hasn't travelled days just for this. "Never said she was a her," he says to his coffee, referring to the Ascended Morgen has never seen.
Hazarding a glance over at Sweets, his attention is only drawn back by the sight of the two cups, Fox smiling his approval and accepting them both. Pouring a measure of coffee into each one, he sets them down for Morgen to dirty them up with the whiskey, only for the man's first remark to properly ping against the walls of his mind.
He doesn't want to make mention of it, because he's decided he likes the wrangler, but gods if he hasn't travelled days just for this. "Never said she was a her," he says to his coffee, referring to the Ascended Morgen has never seen.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
