Stavanger Bay [m] Be our guest

Sex. He’s talking about sex. But he doesn’t want to make things weird again, so he just shoots her an easy smile and shakes his head.

Nah, he says aloud, I don’t actually know any songs or dances, outside of the horizontal tango. Bushtit adds, But we can learn together when we get there.

Now that he knows what to look for, he supposes he should head out and reap—somewhere that’s not claimed territory, of course. He doesn’t want to take another pack’s resources when there’s so many to go around elsewhere.

I should probably head out. Thanks for letting me meet the trees and put filth in your ears, he quips with a lopsided grin as he prepares to depart. Please tell Solenya I said ‘hello!’ He pauses, in case Kirain wants to say anything, then offers, Bye, Kirain. Take care of yourself.