Stone Circle with purple fountains issuing from his veins

Day held in a sigh as the side of her he was more familiar with came out. Though she was still perfectly friendly, it grated the older male a bit that she felt the need to continue to correct him. Perhaps he needed to be more literal around her - his words were rather misleading if taken at face value, and maybe Day just wasn't good at making jokes. Clearly, the deer knew they were around; Day had been commenting on the fact that they'd stayed around, as if they didn't notice that the lands were now taken.

I guess it's not really funny, he allowed, reluctantly. Or maybe it just doesn't translate well for prim-and-proper Valette.

Regardless, Grayday gave himself a firm kick in the rear, reminding himself that this had been his idea and that he needed her help and that she was being very nice to him. He kicked himself a little harder when she seemed to repeat his plan to him. Part of him was already done with this hunt, and thought that it'd be far more useful to skulk off and pick apart every single faucet of their short conversation.

"You're the boss," he said instead, offering a weak but genuine smile. Maybe he just needed to get used to her, and possibly stop making suggestions.

First impression has clouded Day-day's judgements. Pls forgive <3