Broken Antler Fen i'll check in tomorrow if i don't wake up dead.

Penn smirked at Maia’s dismissive response. It was just the sort of thing he might’ve said had tables been turned, so he appreciated it. He wouldn’t have been comfortable hearing about her actual feelings anyway, so it was better she hadn’t shared them. Otherwise things would’ve gotten awkwarddddd.

Before he could say anything in response, the other sister appeared. Penn straightened proudly at the nickname he was given, his smirk deepening on his handsome young face. ”Things are good. I got to visit a couple of old friends,” he commented cheerfully, referring to his conversation with Bronco and Fig during which the former had attacked him, ”It was a gratifying experience. But what about you two? Were those border markings I crossed?”