Sun Mote Copse I wanna dream and make believe people can fly

Unluckily for Kiwi, Colt was conveniently around.  His conversation with Niamh had set the wheels a turnin, and those wheels were cookin up thoughts he'd thought long lost to him.  This had put him in a pretty damn good mood, and even though it was cold as hell, the sun was shining and the weather was pretty nice.  Not a bad time to be wandering.

For him, at least.  He heard the sniffles and could immediately tell that someone else wasn't having quite the day he was.  Tempting to leave without saying anything, but Colt didn't shy away from at least trying to help most days.  He went towards the source of the sound, a source that revealed itself soon enough as the newly appointed Regent.

Hey kid.  What happened?