[He lights up as well when she sits down next to him, and offers his bottle to cheer against her mug.
His own clothes are much more relaxed as well, though still a bit more formal: he's taken off his thick winter jacket and is down to a sweater and shirt, with the sleeves scrunched up last his elbows, and he leans to rest his elbows on his knees. His eyes flick down to the knife automatically, but his smile doesn't really lessen.]
Yeah- yeah, you too! Glad to see you're still looking well. I, uh, I don't think I've seen you in Solvunn, I was starting to worry.
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[He lights up as well when she sits down next to him, and offers his bottle to cheer against her mug.
His own clothes are much more relaxed as well, though still a bit more formal: he's taken off his thick winter jacket and is down to a sweater and shirt, with the sleeves scrunched up last his elbows, and he leans to rest his elbows on his knees. His eyes flick down to the knife automatically, but his smile doesn't really lessen.]
Yeah- yeah, you too! Glad to see you're still looking well. I, uh, I don't think I've seen you in Solvunn, I was starting to worry.