[She sent him a few books, carefully chosen to be ones without pictures but not irredeemably dry. One rather poetic history of beekeeping, an environmentalist's work about pollinators, things like that. And the occasional bug joke.
Why are spiders such good swimmers? They have webbed feet!]
[He gladly accepts the books! Since... yeah, trying to find ones without pictures means risking seeing pictures.
Her jokes earn typed out groans that are (hopefully) clearly exaggerated, or sometimes him admitting that an occasional one got a laugh. He isn't actually the joke-telling type, due to a lot of how he was raised, but he makes a couple of attempts at insect puns (bee yourself, ant elope, mite-y). ]
That works perfect.
[As for the crazy events, however:]
I got to experience that thing called "Overboard", so I spent the entire time believing I was a poacher. Fortunately, I didn't actually kill anyone, but poacher-me was very determined to succeed at it. I even... threw the guy I'm dating - Azul - off of a cliff. Thankfully, that cliff had water below it, and Azul is an incredibly skilled swimmer.
[Being a merman, and all.]
After that, I came across Azul and Sweeney being attacked by a fairly small T-Rex. That encounter is how I wound up in the infirmary.
[There's a tired sigh.]
Long story short: It treated me like a chewtoy and threw me into a tree. I don't actually remember exactly how it went, now, but it was only thanks to Azul and Sweeney that I survived.
[That's an understandable downside. And he's able to make some guesses on why it would be problematic for her to go into details... He clearly appreciates her consideration.]
I hope things were successful, for you two, at least.
[He genuinely doesn't wish anything similar to what happened to him on... most people (coughSephirothcough).]
And all of that aside, did you have fun?
[Since, well, nature and insects. Getting to roam around for a bit.]
I had a lot of fun. Maybe more fun than the port where we were tiny and the locals were giants, though it was nice to actually be able to just buy stuff there.
I'll meet you when you're on your feet. Common room outside the gym sound good? We won't bother anyone there.
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Why are spiders such good swimmers?
They have webbed feet!]
How about [day], after lunch clean-up?
Recovering doesn't sound good. How bad did it go?
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Her jokes earn typed out groans that are (hopefully) clearly exaggerated, or sometimes him admitting that an occasional one got a laugh. He isn't actually the joke-telling type, due to a lot of how he was raised, but he makes a couple of attempts at insect puns (bee yourself, ant elope, mite-y). ]
That works perfect.
[As for the crazy events, however:]
I got to experience that thing called "Overboard", so I spent the entire time believing I was a poacher. Fortunately, I didn't actually kill anyone, but poacher-me was very determined to succeed at it. I even... threw the guy I'm dating - Azul - off of a cliff. Thankfully, that cliff had water below it, and Azul is an incredibly skilled swimmer.
[Being a merman, and all.]
After that, I came across Azul and Sweeney being attacked by a fairly small T-Rex. That encounter is how I wound up in the infirmary.
[There's a tired sigh.]
Long story short: It treated me like a chewtoy and threw me into a tree. I don't actually remember exactly how it went, now, but it was only thanks to Azul and Sweeney that I survived.
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Well, without details, Hunter and I went off to put the fear of God into some poachers. Hope none of them were you.
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Even if it had been, I wouldn't blame you guys.
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[What with Taylor herding poachers into Hunter's traps with 50' tall giants made entirely of insects.]
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I hope things were successful, for you two, at least.
[He genuinely doesn't wish anything similar to what happened to him on... most people (coughSephirothcough).]
And all of that aside, did you have fun?
[Since, well, nature and insects. Getting to roam around for a bit.]
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I'll meet you when you're on your feet. Common room outside the gym sound good? We won't bother anyone there.
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[He gives a quiet sound of agreement.]
Perfect. I'll let you know when I should be ready a day or two in advance.