Hideaway Strath in the old days, there was enough

He settled down into a sphinx-like pose, comfortable and at ease around her already. Perhaps lulled into a sense of security merely from her petite size.

Indeed I am. He admitted in a warm rumble. Patroclus felt...soft here. Gentle compared to how he taunted Kynareth. Kindly swept up by Kynareth and Nyra just outside of the Strath. Offered my services as a sort of...supportive counseling type.

This would be the first time he discussed it with someone who was not the leading pair. Perhaps it would be good for him. Make his social talents known, an open offer for those who needed it.