Lost Creek Hollow crows remember human faces

a low chuckle was terance’s initial response, and he nodded in affirmation without giving any real response. law seemed to trip over his words for a few moments before finally asking a more solidified question. terance began to answer, cut short by the sound of footsteps crunching the autumn leaves. yeah — arbiter’s been taking charge of that... 

he turned to look, spying the steely gaze and heavy frown of the woman. oof. maybe he’d been too friendly. to be fair, terance had a much spunkier relationship  with his two sisters... even if they’d grown apart. he stepped aside to give her some space, green gaze rested upon her as he searched her features. he stole a glance towards law, briefly, to see his reaction, and then again focused on arbiter.