I thought I replied to this. I fail. D:
Conor snorted. "You just like everyone, don't you?" he asked fondly. Oighear just purred.
"Well I do try my best," he replied, a crooked smile appearing on his face. "That, and I wanted to get out of the house for a while. Plus, you've returned. Calls for drinks, I think." He followed Clarent into the tiny house, but not saying much at all. Everyone was entitled to their quirks.