"That's the spirit!" She congratulated him with a satisfied pull from her own glass, enjoying the fiery burn of the alcohol as it raced down her throat. A little danger was the spice of life, after all, and as far as cataclysms went? Well, as long as they were ruining someone else's day, Zef had nothing against them.
Always happy to talk about herself, the Ancient's wicked grin widened. "Mmmhmmm. If there's no risk ta something, how can you even call it fun?" she asked rhetorically before laughing at his joke. "Never tried a wooden board on the lava. The trick is finding a nice slab of stone in the flow, Not too thick or wide. Then ya can hop on and ride it as long as the lava's got some speed to it." Which, going down the slops of the Climb, wasn't usually a problem.
She made a genuine effort to imagine it, but in the end she just laughed and shook her head. "Alright, fair shake, handsome. So are ya living your best empty-nester life all alone up there, or is there a Mrs. or Mr. Ronin keepin' the house tidy for ya?"
Always happy to talk about herself, the Ancient's wicked grin widened. "Mmmhmmm. If there's no risk ta something, how can you even call it fun?" she asked rhetorically before laughing at his joke. "Never tried a wooden board on the lava. The trick is finding a nice slab of stone in the flow, Not too thick or wide. Then ya can hop on and ride it as long as the lava's got some speed to it." Which, going down the slops of the Climb, wasn't usually a problem.
She made a genuine effort to imagine it, but in the end she just laughed and shook her head. "Alright, fair shake, handsome. So are ya living your best empty-nester life all alone up there, or is there a Mrs. or Mr. Ronin keepin' the house tidy for ya?"
