job well done - open; visitor/delivery

[Kian.]

[align=center]

Kian Ó Faoláin

The Irishman had not met all the newcomers to the Typhoon's shores -- sticking around the Pitt in the aftermath of the blizzard.  He missed the ocean, though he found he didn't mind the company of his family and their friends here.

Kian did not recognize the owl with the message -- if she had a message for Trygve then she likely came from the Typhoon.  The rusty-spotted cat frowned, wondering how many new crewmates he would be meeting next time he headed home.  "Hey there!" Kian wore his usual jovial grin, head tilted in curiosity.  "You came from the Typhoon right?  Are you new?  I'm from there myself, but I've been staying with family here."

"If you don't mind me asking, miss, how are things back there?" 

More importantly, he wondered how Keona was doing, tail twitching behind him -- with her birthday coming up he had plans to head back soon.  Just need to decide... If I'm gonna stick around... Both here and there.  Hopefully, Gael would not mind such an arrangement.

We'll all be returning, if we sail together