Sow His Seed

Oh, oh my! What was this we had here? A look of... confusion? Sure seemed like it. Cael had to softly bite at her lower lip to keep from snorting at the apparent lack of understanding the man displayed. Usually her parents might not fully 'get' her when she talked all lazy and riddled her words with slang and an excessive number of contractions but- oh it was too much! The tipping point was when he looked down at his paws, so serious and so not knowing what she meant.

At first it was a soft giggle, but soon the air was filled with Caelestis' raucous laugher that was so bright and loud not even the falling snow could muffle it. Reining it in best she could, sides hurting and lungs burning from the fit of laughter, she finally ammended, "Abaven. I mean how'd you like Abaven. Ahhhh man." It took some time to recover her composure. This dude was a riot. She'd never met someone who apparently couldn't decipher her improper speech. Not that it made her like him any more. On principal she'd keep that cold edge to her demeanor, though it might have dulled just a little.

At the risk of annoying him with her standoffish ways and cackling at his expense, she'd eventually decide to have the decency to change the subject a little. "Have you explored much of it yet?" she asked with more good-humor than she'd offered up before.