Where the Miqo'toddler sought to reach the bit by reaching and desire alone, Gran was a bit more pragmatic in his approach. His beady eyes scanned the interior of the estate, looking for any nearby higher ground he could clamber up onto to get at Olli. Given the height, something as simple as a stool or a chair wouldn't be enough for the purple porker - though it might be start. He'd ultimately need a table or a counter-top to be able to make a good jump at the elusive beeping thing. Of course, such perches tended to have stuff on them as well, which could very easily be knocked over or off by a determined baby behemoth mid-scramble.
While Gran was inadvertently seeking a way to cause minor property damage, Chachan obliviously returned Sara's smile and wave with a friendly set of his own. "Hallo, Ms. Sara," came his response along with them, taking a few steps closer to Lili's daughter as the lady Hyur moved around the partition. "'ve been well 'nuff. Smeltin' Guild stuff has been dyin' down some, fort'nately, so 've been able ta focus more on me smithin' work. Th' 'Sworn've been lookin' inta havin' me do some repair work fer them, too, so tha's a plus."
The Lalafell hesitated a bit then, remembering Lili's words regarding her child. The new tonic was apparently helping, but Sara's sickness still meant large chunks of time wrapped up in slumber. A touchy subject to be certain and, given the frown that crossed the mother's face when he asked about it, likely to bring a damper to the girl's mood should it be brought up. Even if the tonic was helping her spend less time bedridden. So, in the end, Chachanji went with a simple, vague: "How 'bout ya?"
Of course, before she could reply, the voice from below caught his long ears. They wiggled a bit in curiosity at the shout, and Chachanji glanced briefly in the direction it had come before returning his attentions to Sara. An idle scratch of a freckled cheek with a gloved hand and he added - with a bit of levity - a quiet: "'n should I ask what tha's 'bout?"
While Gran was inadvertently seeking a way to cause minor property damage, Chachan obliviously returned Sara's smile and wave with a friendly set of his own. "Hallo, Ms. Sara," came his response along with them, taking a few steps closer to Lili's daughter as the lady Hyur moved around the partition. "'ve been well 'nuff. Smeltin' Guild stuff has been dyin' down some, fort'nately, so 've been able ta focus more on me smithin' work. Th' 'Sworn've been lookin' inta havin' me do some repair work fer them, too, so tha's a plus."
The Lalafell hesitated a bit then, remembering Lili's words regarding her child. The new tonic was apparently helping, but Sara's sickness still meant large chunks of time wrapped up in slumber. A touchy subject to be certain and, given the frown that crossed the mother's face when he asked about it, likely to bring a damper to the girl's mood should it be brought up. Even if the tonic was helping her spend less time bedridden. So, in the end, Chachanji went with a simple, vague: "How 'bout ya?"
Of course, before she could reply, the voice from below caught his long ears. They wiggled a bit in curiosity at the shout, and Chachanji glanced briefly in the direction it had come before returning his attentions to Sara. An idle scratch of a freckled cheek with a gloved hand and he added - with a bit of levity - a quiet: "'n should I ask what tha's 'bout?"
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