“Better have Aislinn whip him back into shape,” Acton departed swiftly, a flash of gilded skin and coal black hair — there one moment, gone the next. He liked movement, action, always searching for the most exciting path to take. Reichenbach watched him go, a faint smile lingering on his lips. Then his attention returned to Rostislav and Isorath, settling beside the kirin comfortably at the table. Warmth surrounded them within the hearty kitchen, making the scene cosy and familiar. "Now tell us what you know of what has happened since your departure, then we —" silver eyes slid to Isorath momentarily before returning to his Warden "— will fill you in on the rest." After a short silence the air filled with the rumbling of his Warden's voice, and Reichenbach settled in for a long conversation. @Rostislav @Isorath finish this here?? Reich OWT. |