anyone out there?

A musing smirk transitions onto his lips as she admits that life has been boring lately. Well, it must have been fate that their paths crossed! "Come, walk with me," Gil turns to face southeast in the direction of his pack lands. "We can chat as we walk. I'm not as young as I used to be and standing in this muck makes my joints ache," he admits this honestly because what did he have to lose? "Perhaps I can convince you to stick around a little while and see how you like raiding," his brow lifts in question before taking a few steps. His wolverine hops along to move into stride with him, neither of them looking back for a few moments. Glancing at Urtur, he pauses and then finally looks back over his shoulder. "Well?"