Two Rivers Isle And in faith, he leapt.

Oh, well.  Shit.  He thought his family had issues.  He nodded, though, doing the whole bonding thing because this dude was awesome and hell if Colt couldn't use a friend, especially one in the area.  Friends felt a little few and far between lately, though in his eyes he'd done little to deserve the rap he somehow had earned.

Saves you some trouble, suppose.  And Colt.  Good to meet you, Cry.  This seemed like as good a place to wrap as any, though he had a thought.  Want to see if we can scout out somethin to eat? Least I can do, with you letting me spill to you.  It was nice to have a stranger.  Back in the day he might have picked Finley, but she was too biased towards the family she'd found here, and last time he'd spilt to Elwood it hadn't exactly gone well either.  If he sought their advice it would need to be neutral topics, nothin involving packs or potentially even Niamh.  (Like kids, in a few weeks or so >>).