"Yeah... yeah. That sounds like dad," Tal admitted, perking up a little at the thread of silver lining that Deimos extended. "Too stubborn to let someone else's goddess tell him what to do." The pair of modilu flies that were spiralling lazily above his head lightened in hue to more of a teal shading into cyan. "An' he always trusted us to be able to take care of ourselves..." His parents had raised their litter well, after all. "And mom wouldn't go where we couldn't follow, someday." He reached up to rub the back of his neck awkwardly, giving Deimos a flash of a grateful smile. "...Thanks. I... it helps to hear that."
He wasn't good at talking out feelings, and the skyport was a lifeline of sorts. Tal nodded at the good points Deimos made, but his grin lifted higher at the possibilities now unfurling. "Maybe Frey or Safrin could give the ship some protection against the weather?" he suggested eagerly.
He wasn't good at talking out feelings, and the skyport was a lifeline of sorts. Tal nodded at the good points Deimos made, but his grin lifted higher at the possibilities now unfurling. "Maybe Frey or Safrin could give the ship some protection against the weather?" he suggested eagerly.
