[ it's a bit of an adjustment for nyx; insomnia was a big city, and generally catered to your every need. but he spent twenty years of his life in galahd; hunting still feels second nature to him. the accommodations might suck, but it's not a huge step to adjust.

he'd continue the metaphor, but then she mentions working on it together - quickly amended to making a group effort - which only makes the teasing smile on his mouth grow, his eyebrows raising up as if to ask really? ]

Lend each other a helping hand?

[ he finally laughs, his dragon falling off his shoulder as he does and floating back up after a moment. ]

I get what you mean. I'll be sure to keep it in mind. I can't think of anything at the moment, but I haven't finished canvassing around, to be fair.