STANDING ON THE STARS ☆ room...?

[Kian.]

"Assuming she means me, I do believe we've met," the irishman called, popping his head out of his own, nearby room.  A somewhat sparcely decorated space on the smaller side.  Of course, he was rather small, and possessed a small amount of things.  Things he was fond of however, and had been reorganizing when he heard his daughter's distinct voice somewhere nearby.

The bats had not bothered him, but Keona's presence on-board certainly lit his eyes up.  Kian waved his tail as he spotted her conversing with Hushsound.  More for Hushsound than her.  Gently, he aimed a gentle nudge against Keona's shoulder as he came to a halt beside her.  Considering she stood on-board the Tempest and not scouring the bay's huts, she must be seeking him, rather than his twin, Seamus.  Where is Seamus, anyhow?  On some mystery business, he supposed.  That or something sneaky.

He grinned widely, sea-green eyes bright with some amusement.  Honestly, Keona was the spitting image of both him and his twin (seeing as they were twins after all), with the same eyes and all.  Yet since many faces could change around here at will, he hardly expected everyone to simply assume.  Hushsound had yet seen them together either, until now.

"Glad ya decided on the Grim Rays then," he continued on jovially.  "'an Keona 'ere's right.  Happy to help as always."

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