Roots

Harbringr grinned. Zee's praise and trust meant something to him and he found the thought amusing in its own right. He never guessed as a Klein he'd find a former slave as a friend. A cloud moved across the sun for a moment, the harsh light of the sun ceased to bleach the rocks around them and for a moment their color seemed more intense. A cloud passed across Hari's face at the mention of the pups managing well. He nodded somberly. "Yea, I worry about that too but I can't say I've ever been good at processing grief. If I knew how to help them I would but at this point I feel like I'm best serving them by not making it worse." After all, he hadn't thought all that much of Archon. The man made his sister happy and so he'd come to terms with the man's presence in his life, but he couldn't really say that he missed him at all.