[ Damn. Once again Arenvald’s eyebrows go up, expression caught between bewildered and impressed. ]
I’ll say.
[ The Garleans only wish they had that kind of tech, and once again he finds himself glad that Connor is the amenable sort and not some terrible engine of death.
He plops down in one of the chairs, motioning for Connor to take a seat as well, if he would like. ]
no subject
I’ll say.
[ The Garleans only wish they had that kind of tech, and once again he finds himself glad that Connor is the amenable sort and not some terrible engine of death.
He plops down in one of the chairs, motioning for Connor to take a seat as well, if he would like. ]
How’s this place been treating you so far?