Whitefish River Against the Rising Tide

Once again he trailed after Ira. So much time was spent apart that he could not hold himself back from staying as close to her as possible in his attempts to randomly "bump into her" as casually as possible on most days. The roan woman was more grouchy than usual, but it didn't bother Hiero in the slightest. He blamed the stress of moving, seeing her once home just recovering from the brink of ruin, it would upset anyone.

Upon one of his most casual happenings onto Ira's presence, her curiosity in a bunch of rubble causing him to approach with a tilted head and wide-eyed wonder. Greetings to the lovely Count Ira, what 'cha up to on this beautiful day? Completely unafraid of the woman's anger that focus on him now.