Redhawk Caldera Two large gulps of free-range oxygen

"Wow!" Osprey leaned back a little to have a better look at the tufts of faded black on his chest and along the underside of his neck. "You have been hiding your true age. All this time!" she told him in mock horror. "You have been a grandfather in disguise. I am disappointed..." she shook her head and eyed him in a disapproving manner, as if this fact had really offended her. Yet she had never been a good actress, because her eyes gave her away. There was a twinkle in them that told that she was enjoying the joke.

"I can see you as an old, stiff and cranky grandfather telling your kids and grandkids that you are still a kid," she agreed and chuckled at the very image. "They would probably play along, but would exchange pitiful glances - Old pa' is losing his mind..." now she burst out in laughter. "You know what - that is a great thing in a way. That you keep your inner child alive. Many of the grown-ups don't know, what it's like to be a kid anymore. Such a loss and they don't even realize it..." she became serious again.

"Trades? Nah... I am too lazy for that. Besides - you know, what my lifelong passion is."