Orpheus Solon
Abie took in the other's room as he was led in. The youth hummed a little as he thought over how much longer it would be. Most likely a few days time yet. "In a few days we'll be set to go. The wagon is set, the whelps are prepared."
He sat on the edge of the other's bed. Glancing back he shifted to lay out. Making a face. "Well, no wonder you always came to my bed." he patted the bed. "This thing is uncomfortable." He sat up with a smile to the other. Watching Incanthis as the other went about the room. Abie wanted nothing more than to hold him close and just nuzzle the other. Perhaps do a few things...but he didn't want to push the other too much in one day. He thought about the shortest route to the merchant who had the slings. He glanced down reaching downward to scratch the side of Junior's frills.