Hey You

Zephyr’s own town was light, jestful as he answered him. Félicien always felt a bit lighter around the younger male, like he could lower his guard, if just a bit. The light in his silvery-gray eyes danced as he watched Zeph, noticing how the male shifted, how his words suddenly became more careful after his own questions. Félicien flicked both ears forward curiously, watching the man politely until he gave some info that made the old mercenary wonder.

“Characters from your past, hmm?” Féli closed his eyes, giving a soft sigh. “I take it there is more you’re reluctant to tell me about these meetings?” He opened his eyes again, flicking one ear back. There was definitely more to be said, though how much his friend was willing to share on his own was to be seen.