So far so good

Fortunately, the ebony male took no offence to her curt inquiry, letting out a short chuckle. He was alright with her calling him a shortened version of his name, to her relief, and he seemed to be settling in just the same. Except for Delaney, his daughter, who he described as still feeling a little nervous. She pursed her lips. It seemed she would have to see the girl again, unless Rivaxorus bet her too it, which she highly doubted. "That's good to hear. I'm sure it'll get better once you finish settling in." Not that he could laze around until he felt at home. No, he needed to get his skills up, involve himself in the pack events. Then would Myriad truly feel like home. "I've been well, thank you," she replied quaintly, not really wanting to add anything else. This wasn't about her, after all. "Have you decided on a field of interest you would like to pursue, Max?"