[ Viktor pulls up short when they nearly collide, wincing as his balance slides off-centered and he has to put a hand out to catch himself. He can tell that Talis is looking at him with some kind of thoughts in his head, and he can only hope that it’s nothing that will cause him to start coddling Viktor. ] Of course. I hope you haven’t been waiting too long.
[ Nodding and following the farrier’s lead, he’s surprised when he instead falls in step next to him. They’re going at about the same speed, and it’s only because Talis is limping more obviously that Viktor doesn’t take it as going easy on him. He doesn't try to speed up like he normally would around others, pleased that he doesn't feel the need to prove that he's capable.
Walking side-by-side also makes it easier not to focus too much on the fact that Talis is shirtless, muscles glistening where they aren’t dusted with soot. ]
You look like you’ve been productive. Where should we start?
no subject
[ Nodding and following the farrier’s lead, he’s surprised when he instead falls in step next to him. They’re going at about the same speed, and it’s only because Talis is limping more obviously that Viktor doesn’t take it as going easy on him. He doesn't try to speed up like he normally would around others, pleased that he doesn't feel the need to prove that he's capable.
Walking side-by-side also makes it easier not to focus too much on the fact that Talis is shirtless, muscles glistening where they aren’t dusted with soot. ]
You look like you’ve been productive. Where should we start?