merri & wolfe
“Congratulations, then! And I did hear, actually. Toku made mention of it.” Wolfe looked out over the sea of heads towards the ring, but neither of their councillors were in sight yet (though he caught a glimpse of long black hair that might have been Min). He settled down content as a viewer, or at least telling himself that he was.
“No, I’m not. I might have, honestly, if the timing had been different—but I’ve been out in the field quite a bit this past week, and there’s a limit to how much my body can endure.” A small smile. “Though I could ask you the same thing, Merrion. Battle not to your tastes?”