Maybe it's a dream

“You could try folding me in half first?” He suggested, expression serious as he raised a brow her way. Holding the stance for a couple seconds before letting a smirk creep in. She reached over and prodded his muscles, and he obligingly flexed them.

“Ah, I didn’t realise you had plans to visit them, I’m sorry” He said. He had spent most of his time since finding out Wren was alive, scrambling to get the layout of this land and its people. Intel would be vital to them, and he sought it all out and soaked it in.

His expression turned into a frown as she mentioned a bear. “No.” he agreed dryly That would be most unfortunate” he took another sip of the alcohol, and speared a little morsel of food onto a claw, plopping it into his mouth.


"Speech"