“Ah, spent a little time in Africa last year -” Conall said easily, “- and m’thinking of heading back for longer.” This was the bit he didn’t like so much, the finding the funding, the planning, the talking to the people who cared for magizoology, the people who’d write the findings up and make things neat and actually worth something to the rest of the world.
Fortunately he’d been doing this sort of thing long enough to know the friends he had for that, but at his core he would have shipped off to Africa by himself tomorrow, and done it with no plan, just for love of the creatures.
Though it was also true that the four years living in the heart of the Amazon had worn him out somewhat. He was not as young as he’d used to be. Getting too used to a comfortable life.
“Visited Eavan in Arizona just after Christmas though,” he added, as brightly as he ever got, because he was proud of Eva for having gone to do it, and because he knew Emilia was fond of Eavan, too. “You’ve heard she’s back?” Probably. (Proud of her for going as he was, he was more pleased to have her back.)
Fortunately he’d been doing this sort of thing long enough to know the friends he had for that, but at his core he would have shipped off to Africa by himself tomorrow, and done it with no plan, just for love of the creatures.
Though it was also true that the four years living in the heart of the Amazon had worn him out somewhat. He was not as young as he’d used to be. Getting too used to a comfortable life.
“Visited Eavan in Arizona just after Christmas though,” he added, as brightly as he ever got, because he was proud of Eva for having gone to do it, and because he knew Emilia was fond of Eavan, too. “You’ve heard she’s back?” Probably. (Proud of her for going as he was, he was more pleased to have her back.)
