Bl'by laughed, and sounded much more like the man she'd danced with than the shy formal one he'd turned into when he found out who she was. "Isn't it though? I'd forgotten what is was like to go for a walk without my shirt sticking to me." He fussed again over the wher, hands busy even as he spoke to her. "Just as well I didn't bring Tiddler out though isn't it, hm? You'd have had him for dinner I bet.""Don't I know it!" Andronda laughed. She liked it better like this,
with Bl'by acting like she was a normal person, and not someone who
was standing up on a pedestal all the time. "This feels more like the
weather I grew up with, back in Telgar."
Pochi didn't know what a 'Tiddler' was, but the word dinner had the
wher snuffling at Bl'by's pockets for possible treats. A silent
warning from Andronda kept the wher from getting too rambunctious.
"Probably a good thing, yes, but I wouldn't have let him approach if
you had. I'd hate to see someone's pet get hurt because of him. And
as much as I like to think my training would keep him from it, a puppy
would probably be too tempting for him not to try."
"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown