Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190116053733

"We talked...we ate...we watched the rain...and slept...that is all. We did naught more than converse as friends..." Prad lifts his cloaked visage, barely allowing a semblance of eyes mirroring back Armata's look. He does so for a few seconds...

...before lowering again. His hands are slightly changed in pose "I did not think they would judge worthy of gossiping about a courier affected at someone's domain by the might of rain. I did not think it would reach your ears, let alone catch your attention".