@herodiusregulus from here!
Hearing the other, the Heron gave a glance over, before a soft, but amused noise left him. “I would say ‘so do I’, but that would be a lie. Still, I rather prefer it this way, don’t you?” Maybe not when he was getting ahead of himself, but in any case him not being afraid to break something here or there had to come in handy at some point.
“Sure do. It’s nice to know what a Heron’s thinking every now and then, and you don’t always get that from your siblings,” he replied, an image of Rafiel and Leanne coming to mind as he spoke. “I remember when we first took you in,” he boasts fondly, “Barely dared to touch you, with how fragile as you looked.”
Tibarn’s gaze traveled up and down Reyson’s body, comparing the Reyson that stood before him and the Reyson of his memories. “You’ve really grown a lot, since then. Well, mentally-- not in your brittleness,” he joked at Reyson’s expense, aiming a gentle punch at the Heron’s shoulder. “That’s still the same as ever.”













