Tiny Vessels

Though Rain had seemed a bit nervous at first, his demeanor shifted, and now he seemed less worried about what he'd been doing. Typhon couldn't find it in him to press the subject further. Being domineering had been ingrained in him since birth - he'd been sent away in his youth for failing to live up to his father's potential - and even now after he'd settled back in with his family he wondered if he was still failing to live up to what they expected of him. Gauging the reaction of non-family members was one way to assess how he was doing, and judging by Rain's initial reaction to him.. perhaps he wasn't doing so badly. He found himself relaxing now in Rain's presence, the pressure to seem overbearing fading away as quickly as it had arrived.

"Hm," he mumbled simply, taking in his words. Perhaps it'd be worth knowing about foods and plants to strengthen the immune system; especially with his mind on Zinnia and their future, keeping her healthy was something that had been creeping into his head lately. Not that he'd had courage to push that any further quite yet. He appreciated Rain's comment about the Abraxas bloodline being more advanced than regular mortals, which earned a wry smile from Typhon.  "Do you truly believe that? Or are you just trying to impress me?" He'd lost that sharp edge to his voice, instead sounding truly curious now. He wouldn't mind some honesty from the meek male but he hoped he might allow some truth to find its way into his answer, even if he really doubted it would happen.  "Typhon," he introduced himself smoothly, placing Rain's name in his memory so he wouldn't forget it later.