Janius leaned his head against Kaleeth's. "You know, you're right," Janius responded, "There's not been much of any opportunity on the road. We've not really had much time to just...sit and be together, with all that entails. I've actually really missed being able to talk in private. I know I've been a bit grumpy lately with the sun and the sand, I should apologise for that."

Putting aside realising that his first thought did not go to another subset of 'all that entails', Janius craned his head around to look at Kaleeth more closely. There was plenty of time for whatever they wanted, really. Instead, he spoke. "How about you? How have you been lately?"

There was a half-hearted giggle from Sabine's nose that just ended up sounding like a high pitched set of hums. "That is what myself and others in my pack thought when we arrived at the Bruma clan for the first time, three years ago. Then Jerrick was poisoned." Sabine shifted to nestle into Peiter a little more closely, leaning the side of her head into his chest. "Maybe Hircine will tell Meesei if that is going to happen again. It probably will not, I think."

There was an endearing charm to M'ibasa's courageous words. Tzirret gave him a nod. [i]"Ah, Tzirret knew the brave M'ibasa would not fret here. Not like this one,"[/i] Tzirret's eyes darted around and he rubbed his upper arms as if shivering, still forcing a smile, [i]"This one finds the wind a bit frightening. He needs brave M'ibasa and lovely Ma'tanza to keep him safe. Can M'ibasa do that?"[/i]

In betrayal of the actual truth of his words, Tzirret's tail wrapped itself around Ma'tanza's waist with a worried tension to it.