Arcadian Wilds

Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands

That Anju had spent time in the Greatwood - under a herald's orders, no less - should not have come as a surprise to Liam, but he paused in his work to glance up at the Captain all the same. That she spoke highly of his new home filled him with pride. He'd always been the sort to give everything he had to anything he did, and that applied just as much to his home as to his work. If he was going to be a Greatwood resident, he was going to be all in.

Liam began to help Anju bundle the meat, and that it was separated into two piles did not go unnoticed. While he might have argued, old habits died hard, and starting an argument with his captain was very much not on Liam's to-do list - no matter how much Anju might insist that they were beyond those formalities now. He didn't notice at first that she stopped to watch him, and at her words he paused, looking up to meet her gaze.

"I - thank you," he said, flushing from the unexpected invitation. He had not left on bad terms, it was true, but to have his former captain invite him back home was a surprise that he had not been expecting. For a moment, he wondered if he'd ever known Anju at all; she'd surprised him a great deal today, after all. "I would very much like to come visit, if you're sure."

Losing self in myself
And my demons make demands

Liam