The courier nodded in understanding, flashing her a crooked smile. "I get it. Halo's my home. Even if I had to stick it out in Torchline for a few seasons t'get set up, well... I'd always come back here eventually." His family was here, after all. Both the living and the dead.
He shifted, fighting the urge to fidget as he watched the sap with a glower. It was oozing into the flask, drop by precious drop, but it was sure taking its damn time! He was especially glad Alys had come with him now since their conversation helped him to stay focused.
"Oh yeah? I've got merchants in my family, too. Mom inherited th'family store, passed down for, uh... well, as long as there's been ice in Halo, at least." He shrugged a little, then realized the flask had slipped and quickly pressed it back into place. Luckily he hadn't lost any sap! "But my older sisters're both more into it'n me. So I didn't have t'worry about it," Tal admitted easily.
He went quiet for a minute while he considered what he knew about Alys. He chewed his lip, scowling at the tree as his face fell naturally into its more usual grumpy lines as he worried at the thought that was almost on the tip of his tongue before-- "Hey! What about sellin' art? Like y'do on your cards? Or at least, I dunno, maybe offer art lessons or somethin' like that?"
He shifted, fighting the urge to fidget as he watched the sap with a glower. It was oozing into the flask, drop by precious drop, but it was sure taking its damn time! He was especially glad Alys had come with him now since their conversation helped him to stay focused.
"Oh yeah? I've got merchants in my family, too. Mom inherited th'family store, passed down for, uh... well, as long as there's been ice in Halo, at least." He shrugged a little, then realized the flask had slipped and quickly pressed it back into place. Luckily he hadn't lost any sap! "But my older sisters're both more into it'n me. So I didn't have t'worry about it," Tal admitted easily.
He went quiet for a minute while he considered what he knew about Alys. He chewed his lip, scowling at the tree as his face fell naturally into its more usual grumpy lines as he worried at the thought that was almost on the tip of his tongue before-- "Hey! What about sellin' art? Like y'do on your cards? Or at least, I dunno, maybe offer art lessons or somethin' like that?"
