And In Conclusion

As he turned to leave Halo asked if it was ok that they were friends. He turned his head back to gaze at her for a moment. Friends was a bit of a strong word considering they'd just met. Though he certainly wouldn't mind meeting Halo again and going on another healing trip. He enjoyed spending time with other healers and exchanging knowledge even if it might be some what frowned upon to share freely. Though from his perspective it wasn't necessarily free. He gave knowledge in order to receive knowledge.

"I can't speak Sirius' mind for him, but I don't think my alpha will care." As long as Álarr wasn't sharing pack secrets or inviting wolves into Fireside without Tyrian's permission he doubted his brother would care. Come to think of it did Fireside even have any secrets? They were a pack that simply basked in existence. Not one for complicated and intricate politics. "Fireside believes in fair trade and I think Tyrian would see an exchange of knowledge for knowledge as a fair trade. You seem a smart and loyal wolf and I'm not interested in prying for inside knowledge of the Armada so I don't see a risk there. But I also know better than to expect Sirius to trust me. I really can't say what he'd think of us meeting again. All the same, I hope we do."