Sun Mote Copse Candy-colored fingers and schadenfreude eyes

Eljay was relieved when the other allowed him to steer their conversation away from Niamh, as he wasn't comfortable talking about his long time pack mate in that way. He pondered about the grass thing and made a mental note about it, before they turned to more neutral subjects; names and trades.

Reyes, his name was, and he was a fighter. Eljay nodded and said, Nice to meet you, Reyes. He chuckled somewhat awkwardly at the freckles joke, and though he'd already said his name he imagined it'd gotten lost in all the stress over Niamh. I'm Eljay, he repeated in a friendly manner. I'm a pupsitter, midwife and medic, so kinda all round caretaking stuff.