Two Rivers Isle Epic Meal Time

The lad was just the utmost of funny, and even though the optimism was from a grown male, Cry couldn't help but be reminded of Ashton, the hippie healer Slade had managed to become acquainted with at some point during Cry's training. The smiles, the postivity, Ashton had been one of the wolves Cry liked being around for the most part. And now apparently, Epic was no different. Such a bright personality would be absolutely perfect in comparison to Phex; the two would make tremendous friends should Epic decide to join them. Cry could only imagine what would happen should Phex excitedly mention to Epic 'We have a bear friend! He's a part of our Family, too!' Epic would probably be flabergasted.

"I think that's a pretty cool name, Epic. I'll have to tell my Wife to let you in on our marriage so we might do something about that."  A joke for a joke, one Cry mentally snorted at as he imagined bringing the subject to the stunning ivoria he was blessed with.

"Believe it or not, no, Cry is not my real name. My real name is a secret, Epic. Cry is just a nickname I've kept all my life." He had atleast chosen to be honest with the youth, as he had messed around and gotten attached to the kid-like male. He was reminded of happier days with the lanky lad, and it didn't help him at all. "But your name is cooler than mine, promise."

Watching the lad genuinely, the Phantom smiled and said in an ungilded tone. "A story is never silly unless the narrator wishes for it to be."