If Tal was disappointed that Deimos didn't have all the answers, he didn't show it beyond a philosophical shrug before handing the General another hunk of ursur to load onto the sled. "Yeah, sounds good," he agreed to the suggestion with a firm nod.
Anything, really, to avoid going back to the Climb before he absolutely had to.
After a period of awkward silence, while the Pile O' Bear shrank considerably, Tal gave an awkward cough to clear his throat and slid another glance towards the General. "Uh. So. Been meanin' t'ask what your favorite food is," he asked, totally nonchalantly and absolutely not planning anything, as evidenced by the extremely innocent way his eyes slid immediately back to his work and refused to meet Deimos's gaze.
Anything, really, to avoid going back to the Climb before he absolutely had to.
After a period of awkward silence, while the Pile O' Bear shrank considerably, Tal gave an awkward cough to clear his throat and slid another glance towards the General. "Uh. So. Been meanin' t'ask what your favorite food is," he asked, totally nonchalantly and absolutely not planning anything, as evidenced by the extremely innocent way his eyes slid immediately back to his work and refused to meet Deimos's gaze.
