[sailing? an island where they could be all to themselves? He sighs and flops beside Namur on the couch, finishing his beer and scratching his stomach]
Maybe work toward that dream first, eh? [he wants to stop it, but who knows what will happen then.] A place of our own... [he glances at Namur]
You think trying to stop--[he waves a hand] this is such a good idea? [he had some sympathy. It wasn't pleasant having so many strangers, some of them with abilities they might not have even heard before-- but at the same time he didn't want to...didn't want things to return how they were]
[Action]
Maybe work toward that dream first, eh? [he wants to stop it, but who knows what will happen then.] A place of our own... [he glances at Namur]
You think trying to stop--[he waves a hand] this is such a good idea? [he had some sympathy. It wasn't pleasant having so many strangers, some of them with abilities they might not have even heard before-- but at the same time he didn't want to...didn't want things to return how they were]