Hideaway Strath khamsin

Kynareth watches him with hardly contained interest, brows raising a fraction at his confession when he answers Vein’s question. Moving towards the medic more Kyn looks to him.

“We’re keeping him. Do what you can to get him back to normal. Hold him with you until he’s sober. Don’t want him to piss off the wrong person.” With that Whrist comes to mind fondly. He chuckles. “Don’t want anyone eating him now do we?” He purrs as he flicks his yellow gaze to their newest addition. 

With that, he would be taking his leave, expecting his medic and Priestess to be able to fulfill his request successfully. He has other matters to attend to. Offering a curt nod to them all he moves to sidle away and further into the strath. Specifically over to his den to care for his wife and children. Perhaps tell her of the news so @Simmik doesn’t eat him whenever she sees him on a random outing.