Turning around to see who had spoken the bright eyed boy noticed the lady in white standing behind him. He grunted a hello, something about chores, and an "I'm fine" as she sat down next to him and asked him how his forehead was.
When she asked him if he wanted any breakfast Nįrello looked up. "I've already had it, but if you're getting food I'd like another drink." His familier grin returned. "Oh by the way Awyrgan left. Now I can't kick anyone in the shins."
[ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]