Greatwater Lake It's time you stop thinkin' and wasting the day

Leen raised a brow. "Tough crowd out here eh." Back north he'd be greeted with cheery laughs -- well, as cherry as a gloomy dude such as Mal here was -- but a good reception all the same. 
Leen had led his life through every way: mad, happy, grumpy old fart. He enjoyed this pantomime effect that took no shit from a character like Higoro.

"Perhaps if they lightened the fuck up at saw the good side of life, yes. In your case, no." Mal was regarded with a 'really' sort of look. "You want to come to Asterism Grove? Phox is recruiting." Since Towhee mentioned being infamous -- probably for her scared-farting -- he decided against mentioning her name in recruitment. Just in case he picked up someone who didn't like the idea of her being around and could be tricked into staying. That's how he often did his ambassadorship anyway. Despite this kid being a pissy fishy, (though not in an off-character sort of fishy. Leen just wanted to be rude within his mind like the petty child he liked to be.) he had potential and he was sure Towhee could regard him just as coldly.