There was also the matter of Lefna, the powdered imbued stones being now more than just a small part of him, and perhaps even the last brush with death, one that would see him die alone in the desert. Until recent events, they’d always faced dangers together and could find comfort in either dying together or hoping the other would survive.
“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any grumpier, you make all the effort to prove me wrong,” Veelk said, his voice almost as playful as in the past.
She had no good reply to that, at least not one that didn’t venture into topics Veelk likely wouldn’t want to discuss, so she rolled her eyes. “I think you just forgot how grumpy I truly am.”
The broad smile she received in response filled her with hope that maybe there was enough of the old Veelk left
