return — FEELS LIKE A RIVER

[michael t.]

YOU NEVER GAVE UP ON ME; WHY DON'T YOU?
I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU SEE; WHY WON'T YOU?

Michael didn't know Kian well, mainly due to the other's frequent absence. In spite of this, the dealer did respect the other, liking the Irishman's jovial attitude, and respecting the love the other clearly held for his family. Still, the bobcat hadn't really been expecting the other to return from The Pitt anytime soon. When Kian had disappeared, Michael had figured that it was a more permanent thing, as so many former members of the group were want to do. He couldn't say that he was unhappy to see the other, though, especially considering how upbeat Kian was, as he seemingly always was.

The male arrived shortly after Keona, his bob of a tail flicking behind him as he glanced over the other had brought with. He muttered softly, the ringing of the bell still stuck in his ears as he spoke, "Wow, that's quite a few gifts you've got with you, Kian. Did The Pitt really like you that much?" He shot a small smirk in the other's direction, knowing full well they were probably for Keona. Even if he didn't know about his fellow dealer's birthday, it was natural for a father to bring back little knickknacks for his kid. The news about a blizzard, though, did cause Michael to pause, a confused look flitting over his face before he questioned, "A blizzard? Out in that desert? That must've been... well, an exciting day, to put it lightly. Anybody hurt?" While the dealer didn't care much for The Pitt, he did know that Keona had been planning on bringing a basket there, at some point. Maybe they could use the help even more than previously thought.

— Reggan