Redhawk Caldera So I've made an art out of forgettin' well

He dropped it, which was good.  She wasn't sure what stage of the relationship taking on dead family was in, but it felt weird to bring the mood down like that in this particular moment.  Especially because what she wanted more than anything was a distraction.  They'd spilled their hearts about a lot of other things, but that particular subject she hadn't quite breached.  It was a pain that up until this point she'd only really leaned on Wraen for, and it felt oddly personal, even for Eljay (who she knew wouldn't mind).  It just didn't feel like his to carry right now.  He had his own share of it.

He confirmed and that was immediately good enough for her.  She knew enough at this point about him to know that hesitant was kinda his default setting.  Great,  she said with obvious feeling, coming forward to stand alongside him and let him lead the way.  She couldn't help but reach forward with her muzzle and press her cheek to his, then rubbing down along his neck affectionately.  How have you been? she asked, realizing she'd caught him up but he hadn't gotten the chance to say what all was up here.  Anything new?