
Warren looked up as the female Roe bumped into the table. Momodi's furniture was mostly heavier stuff to help deter brawls (and to stand up to the collateral damage in the event they did break out) but the highlander was slightly surprised to see the thing budge anyway, ever so slightly. He looked up with a smile and opened his hands, palms out to show there was no trouble.
"No harm, no foul. He likely mentioned it to help look out for us little folk." Warren smiled again at his comment, the joke obvious given his highlander heritage. Aya had fluttered away, ever the busy bee and social butterfly. He retrieved the glass he'd emptied with some nonchalance, pausing to glance at the band his wife had fashioned for him.
"Long day in the hot sun?" Warren let his gaze flicker to the inactive pick on her person, nodding to it casually. "Don't miss those days, but did me a lot of good."
"No harm, no foul. He likely mentioned it to help look out for us little folk." Warren smiled again at his comment, the joke obvious given his highlander heritage. Aya had fluttered away, ever the busy bee and social butterfly. He retrieved the glass he'd emptied with some nonchalance, pausing to glance at the band his wife had fashioned for him.
"Long day in the hot sun?" Warren let his gaze flicker to the inactive pick on her person, nodding to it casually. "Don't miss those days, but did me a lot of good."