Firefly Glen I've been burning my heart out

"What's 'acceptable' supposed to mean?" She snorted humorously, though rhetorically at the same time, as an answer wasn't necessary. It probably meant he needed some time warming up to everyone,  though Hol could be his own judge in what he actually meant. "Well, even if you do get tired of the glen one day, I hope your journey in finding the meaning of 'home'  is an eventful one. Although..."  A turn to look at him, with a playfully smug expression on her face, trying not to laugh herself. "...I doubt you'd want to leave me behind -- I make you laugh with my sense of humor afterall..."

Luna didn't doubt he'd have plenty of work to immerse himself in at all -- with things like breeding season and tensions between the saints going on. Though the huntress couldn't particularly call it good timing for mating season to be coming around the corner when a potential war was around the corner, and a kidnapper on the lose. You might as well be throwing you pups into the midst of danger, and Luna hoped things did not have to escalate like that.

With a sigh, and a smile that looked more tired than anything,  the ebony woman's focus turned back towards the sky. They'd been so busy talking about something else, she nearly forgot why they came here in the first place. "I haven't started talking about the fundamentals of Hydrus yet, but perhaps you'd like to teach me a little something more about your work before we move on?" The two did promise to trade knowledge with each other afterall, and she still had much to learn about Holland's craft.