It didn’t take her long to manifest in his proximity. Upon her approach, he flicked an ear in acknowledgment, though his amber gaze couldn’t help but get lost in her familiar curves- how did he still keep getting himself lost in them, though? He didn’t notice the newly acquired wounds of her’s at first, but in the end, he saw them plainly enough. The notches in her ear- the dried blood on her lip. He couldn’t deny that there was a part of himself that wanted to taste it. “I suppose you could say that.” He answered with that one-sided smirk of his. “But it’s not without ulterior motive.” He continued to add, not wanting to inflate her ego too much. Perhaps there could have been several different intentions behind his open sentiment, but rather than leading her to them- she was a smart girl, he didn’t have to- he’d move on to the actual purpose of the summons.
Clearing his throat, he went on. “We have been instructed to go on a scouting trip along the northern side of the Armada’s territory.” As the words rolled off his tongue, he wondered if she had ever been that way before. He knew enough to keep himself oriented, but this wasn’t just hasty search. Sephiran wanted details- and details he would have.