No good deed...

Now that Andromeda was entering earshot, he felt the conversation shift ever so slightly to include her- though the Warlord continued to address him as she approached. Honestly, he hadn’t expected that the invitation to join remain open, though a part of him was appreciative for it. It would give him a bit more time to figure out what he wanted to do- where he wanted to go. The next bit was obviously meant for Andy- an example being made of an individual by the name of Dread as to why a relationship such as their own was frowned upon.

As he got the impression that his discussion with the Warlord was winding down, he was given what seemed to be final instructions to howl at the border before coming to visit- which was a reasonable enough request. “Understood.” Aresenn acknowledged with another nod- his attention lingering with Andy as she settled in next to him. Plopping to the ground to catch her breath, with the kind of broadened grin that immediately dissolved any of his frustration toward the fact that she refused to make self-care a priority. He was just glad to see her. Still, he couldn’t let it go completely without ragging on her a little. “Just out of curiosity, did it ever occur to you … that you should probably be resting?” The dry humor ever-present in his tone, though it didn’t negate the truth to his words.

"Aresenn"