King Elk Forest i've always been this blunt

"morwinyon," he repeats, trying not to sound as uneasy as he feels. it probably looks back if the guy in charge doesn't like being the guy in charge. he understands why mato ... stepped back, so to speak, and it's temporary, only temporary, but nonetheless. he flashes a small smile when she confirms that she can fight - good, that helps take away the sting of anatha's depature, of the hole they'd had since trajan left. 

(he doesn't notice brienne slip in and out - and for the best. that's.. a particular guilt he can't deal with right now, on top of all else.)

her question earns a light shrug. "up to you," he says - they're a little imbalanced still, sure, but delight's not about to dictate a list to her. "i can show you around," the androgyne adds and takes a step back, prepared to lead her in to their forest - and maybe next time he'll get better at the whole 'being a serious morwinyon' thing.