Duck Lake Look What The Duck Dragged In

"I bet you have some interesting stories from your travels." That was an understatement. Corvus huffed in a bittersweet manner.

Yes. Too many, Was all he said on that subject, posture drooping from the thought as it weighed on him. Thankfully, the man seemed to get the hint and moved on to ask another question. It doesn't get much colder than this, which is pretty tolerable. He thought to ask for his name but quickly waived the notion; they'd likely never meet again, and this interaction was more a formal exchange of information than an extension of friendship. Labels mattered little to him.