"Well," He matched her tone, looking around his room to find several more hammers than there had been last time. "How about you? And the old fogey?"
Valrena laughed heartily at his title for his grandfather, immensely tickled. So much so that she couldn't give him a response, doubled over in laughter.
Kath'tan watched her laugh with a faint smile, he hadn't liked the expression she wore before she noticed him. He would take the time to visit more often, it took him nothing and his mother's company was pleasant.
"How long are you going to spend in that child's room?" The subject of the conversation strode into the room, slowing to a stop at the sight he was presented with.
Valrena only laughed harder when he showed up, needing to lean on her son to remain upright.
