Whitefish River stars that shine.

Hmm. A dramatic cock of the head to ponder her question. Perhaps a bit of both? The Constable finally answered with a cheeky grin of his own. It was hard to relax lately, to pick up from where he left on, to make up for lost time - to greet the new faces he hadn't had the chance to do lately thanks to an absence as well as some recovering. Everything just kept moving while he was stagnant, it always seemed that way, however, so he had thankfully gotten use to it to handle it with some sort of... grace. 

I haven't been much of a romantic lately to stare in awe. So much to do, so little time. Today he would take some time to return to his roots, Hiero had decided. Especially if he could kill two birds with one stone and meet one of the newer faces he had meant to do for a while now. Is this a part of your bedtime routine? He returned the question with his own little humour weaved into it.