Sun Mote Copse Candy-colored fingers and schadenfreude eyes

Children? Yikes. Woah woah woah, I am too young and too pretty to let my figure go like that, no thank you. Reyes quipped, huffing a small laugh as he played at looking offended. He didn't want anything to do with kids and that was the truth. The chances were he'd just screw them up, having come from a fatherless situation himself. Ick. It made him blanche just thinking about it.

Aye, was good t'meet you too, El. He felt a lot calmer now than when the interaction started. Whether that was because of Eljay's broad skill set as a healer or just his company, Reyes supposed it didn't matter. He didn't want to gut Niamh so much at this point and was glad to know she hadn't blabbed about him to anyone. Plus, hey, looks like Reyes made a friend in the end.

Thinking of Niamh and the little spat they'd had, Reyes wondered if there were other applications for his angry energy and realized he could've been putting himself to proper use somewhere, such as hunting or patrolling. Maybe he ought to show some initiative and get the ball rolling on that. Ah, I best get back to work. Supposed to take up a few more shifts of patrols to learn the land. You wanna come along..?

If not, Reyes would head on his way alone, which was how he liked things anyway.