Qeya River Drop a heart, break a name.

He dipped his muzzle in return to her nod. It seemed he wouldn't have to break the silence first. Her words were accented with a familiar and unfamiliar accent. Perhaps he had heard it in passing before but he could not recognize where it had come from.

Hello. His rough tones finally broke the brief silence that had settled. Sorry if I disrupted something. It felt like his meeting with Eilidh all over again. He wasn't sure if that was a pro or con, she had been rather thoughtful after all. Even left him with the offer of her being a medic for him if he needed it. Pale creatures seemed to have a way of softening him due to the biased thoughts of his former lover.

Whether that was a good or bad thing had yet to be proven.