Auryn's smoking at the corner near Quill when the hum of the energy of pedestrian traffic changes, and it doesn't take him long to figure out why.
Auryn hasn't seen Davin, really, since the spell broke; since Davin broke the spell. Of course they had a week or so of running into each other at work, but they'd both been distant and in their own heads. Auryn could tell from the seething energies around him that Davin's powers had been awoken, a bit, though he's not sure if he knows that or if it's just emotion that runs high.
He'd spent most of that time throwing himself into work, doing whatever he was asked without being told twice. It was better to busy himself than have to contemplate what he'd helped birth -- which parts he was proud of and which he was ashamed of, and how to cope with that now that it was past and done with. And if he didn't know the words to explain himself, at least he could help get things done.
But after Davin and Spencer had been taken -- from right there, right in the garage where he'd been granted a job -- it's hit him a little harder and he thinks it's time he says something. He's not sure what that'll be.
He nods to Davin as he approaches, his glance respectful of what he's been through and a little inspecting, as always. "Glad to see you out and about," he says, with a small, tentative smile, and stubs out his cigarette on the ground.
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Auryn hasn't seen Davin, really, since the spell broke; since Davin broke the spell. Of course they had a week or so of running into each other at work, but they'd both been distant and in their own heads. Auryn could tell from the seething energies around him that Davin's powers had been awoken, a bit, though he's not sure if he knows that or if it's just emotion that runs high.
He'd spent most of that time throwing himself into work, doing whatever he was asked without being told twice. It was better to busy himself than have to contemplate what he'd helped birth -- which parts he was proud of and which he was ashamed of, and how to cope with that now that it was past and done with. And if he didn't know the words to explain himself, at least he could help get things done.
But after Davin and Spencer had been taken -- from right there, right in the garage where he'd been granted a job -- it's hit him a little harder and he thinks it's time he says something. He's not sure what that'll be.
He nods to Davin as he approaches, his glance respectful of what he's been through and a little inspecting, as always. "Glad to see you out and about," he says, with a small, tentative smile, and stubs out his cigarette on the ground.