The whole point of 'kidnapping' Soh had been to encourage her to relax, and Tal grinned as she bounded over the meadow with a whoop. His plan was working perfectly! Plus, the weather in King's End sure beat whatever the hail was going on in Stormbreak this season. The gentle Flowerbirth breezes here were currently dry and teasing the warmth of the rejuvenating world, and Tal had shed his jacket, comfortable in a long-sleeved shirt without multiple layers.
It definitely made it easier to wrangle his kite! He might not have had the time or temperament to fly one in a while, but he found the childhood instincts coming back as he teased the string lightly, trying not to jerk it too hard. He risked a glance over at his friend and his grin flashed momentarily bright and gleeful to see her tongue sticking out - blissfully oblivious that his own had been doing the same just a moment before.
"Yeah, with my sisters, mostly," he admitted, practically cheerful. "An' once with my dad. Not very often; th'winds in Halo are usually too strong for it. But every once in awhile. Y'can really get one up easy if you're ridin' a sled an' toss it up just as you're takin' off down a hill!" His laugh was rusty but warm as he began to slowly work the string back and forth coaxing his kite into a little jig high above them. "So, what did y'do for fun as a kid?" If she wasn't flying kites, that was.
It definitely made it easier to wrangle his kite! He might not have had the time or temperament to fly one in a while, but he found the childhood instincts coming back as he teased the string lightly, trying not to jerk it too hard. He risked a glance over at his friend and his grin flashed momentarily bright and gleeful to see her tongue sticking out - blissfully oblivious that his own had been doing the same just a moment before.
"Yeah, with my sisters, mostly," he admitted, practically cheerful. "An' once with my dad. Not very often; th'winds in Halo are usually too strong for it. But every once in awhile. Y'can really get one up easy if you're ridin' a sled an' toss it up just as you're takin' off down a hill!" His laugh was rusty but warm as he began to slowly work the string back and forth coaxing his kite into a little jig high above them. "So, what did y'do for fun as a kid?" If she wasn't flying kites, that was.
