Exiting the hot cooking surface and entering the burning chemical reaction

His ears swiveled to take in her sweet laughter as her amusement reached out to his features as well. His lips pulled up, and the smile even managed to reach his eyes as she teased him. If naming traditions hadn’t been so obvious in his own title he wasn’t sure if he would have been able to get such a laugh from her. ”I didn’t think you would,” he returned before she went on to describe her sister more thoroughly. ”I suppose that means she does not share your physique?” Rhyme had to stifle another attempt at flirtations when he made a comment about her endearing size.

The pair of them reached the shade tree as the conversation died and Rhyme stood still as she got to her feet and hobbled unaided to the moss covered floor of the tree. Blue and lavender gaze watched as she got comfortable and beckoned him join her. He promised himself he wouldn’t linger for long, he’d need to go search out better medicines before they made the journey back to Abaven, but he would make himself comfortable for now.

Keeping himself far enough away there would be no temptation to touch her Rhyme made himself comfortable in front of her tiny form. ”So, how did you get separated from your sister to begin with?”