"The hikers are worse than the dragons," Luag joked as he got up to see if they had any Italian biscuits left. Finding some, he put them on a plate on the table before going to grab the kettle and pour water into the cups.
"Does complicated count as a mood?" he asked as he puffed out a sigh. "Things are good considerin', but the rest o' the world looks like it wants ta throw shite inta our paths. Cody's startin' ta notice somethin' might be off with 'em nae goin' home..."
There was the good news too, but Pansy had wanted to talk and had wanted advice. He would save that for later. Putting the cup of tea and the bottle directly in front of Pansy, he studied her. "How are ye doin'?"