Forcythia Lia'Tir'Si'Ell had grown homesick for family.

The letters coming in from her cousin were becoming less and less frequent, once again. It was a cycle with Carley - writing less and less until finally Forcythia was left sick with worry over the little elf. She knew so little of Carley's life nowadays, and the letters she did receive would create more questions than they would answer. It had been far too long since Carley visited her, and the nature of her last visit to Cadentia was less than pleasant anyhow. It was less about visiting and catching up and more about healing broken hearts and drying tears that wouldn't cease falling. Forcythia was beginning to think that her cousin truly was busy nowadays, however, and not simply trying to avoid her as she had in the past. The problem with that is that if Carley was so busy, she surely wouldn't have time to visit her in Cadentia any time soon!

The last straw had been when Forcythia had received a brief letter from Carley vaguely detailing a change of address. It nagged at Forcythia, leaving her to wonder why the sudden move? And where! At least beyond the simple address she had been given. There were things Carley weren't telling her, and it was starting to drive her mad. She longed to know her cousin's life, to see it with her very own eyes... it was for this reason Forcythia finally took the plunge into Rhydin City.

The carriage ride had been uneventful. Rather boring, in fact. And upon setting foot in the city itself? Forcythia found herself rather nonplussed. Given how fond of it Carley had seemed and the fact she so stubbornly was taking root here she expected the place to be a utopia! Yet it seemed so very unremarkable to her... There had to have been more than meets the eye. Oh and the snow! The cold! It was horrific! Already she missed the desert sands, even though she had the forethought to dress appropriately for this sudden shift of weather. There was no time to search the city for its wonders though, no. Not now! Nor could she let this cold get to her.

Forcythia Lia'Tir'Si'Ell was on a mission to find her beloved cousin.

On the deck of the Luinista there was some horsing around going on as opposed to work! Both Nort and Bothe had hold of a heavy crate each, held high above their heads. They were lowering and lifting their respective crates as if they were weights, with Bothe doing so more easily than the half orc. "...98...99...100!" With a victorious grin of bright whites, the large man let his crate drop to the ground with a loud crash. Let's just hope nothing fragile was in there? "Bothe wins again!" Doing a fist pump, he sneered at Nort, who was cursing and letting his crate drop down as well. Thunk!

Nort wasn't happy at all to lose to Bothe. After he dropped his crate, Nort threw up his arms in exasperation. "Th' hell was that? Yers was lighter, Bothe! Cheating @#(#%@!" He knew that wasn't the case, but he was being a sore loser about the whole thing.?Nort's lower lip curled upward and made his small tusks seem much more prominent.

Bothe didn't seem perturbed by Nort's lack of good sportsmanship, as he was used to it at this point. He did always win, after all. "Go ahead and try lifting it then, man!" He gestured to his own crate, likely twice as heavy as Nort's. Bothe did love to show off.

"The hell is goin' on out here!?" Carley stomped out from the bridge, bright blues narrowed in annoyance. "It's like a damn earthquake! Are you two throwin' crates around again?" Hands on hips, bright blues snapped between Bothe, Nort, and the two crates nearby.

Nort completely ignored Bothe and immediately looked over at Carley. "Wasn't me. Bothe was tryin' to figure out what was in the crates by shakin' 'em and throwing 'em around. Idiot probably broke everythin'." Nort had no problems trying to make up a story and throw Bothe under the proverbial bus. He even pointed at Bothe. His fault!
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Grayson had been standing nearby, holding the checklist that Bothe and Nort were supposed to be going over as they moved cargo onto the Luinista. "They were, Carley." Grayson nodded at the little elf, and Nort promptly shot him a glare.

Carley rolled her eyes, not believing Nort's story one bit. Grayson's words had simply been a confirmation of what she already knew to be true! "Tch, guys! Ya can't be doin' that! There could be stuff in there that breaks easily and I can't really afford it if ya break something expensive! If I get complaints about the cargo after it's been delivered? It's comin' out yer paycheck Nort! And Bothe!"

Carley's words went in one of Bothe's ears and out the other. He'd have normally told Grayson to shut up for his tattling and plotted to make him pay for it later by noogie or wedgie, however, his attention lay elsewhere. Distant blue-green eyes had settled on something not on the Luinista. Something he rather fancied, in fact. "Hot damn..."

Nort mumbled something about breaking things and paychecks. He had been about to reach out and slug Bothe in the side. It'd been his idea! Nort had just gone along with it, which naturally meant it was Bothe's fault. He cocked his right arm back. However, upon seeing Bothe's attention was completely elsewhere, his arm slowly lowered. "Hot damn what?"
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Grayson sighed a little. At least he didn't get in trouble for just loafing around and watching the contest of strength. He wished he could lift something like that in front of Amelia. His thoughts drifted to her, completely unaware of what Bothe was looking at.

Bothe upnodded for Nort's benefit, towards a rather attractive elven woman wandering the docks, looking somewhat lost. She wasn't just pretty either, no, Bothe thought her beautiful! Her long hair, graceful limbs, not to mention that was a hell of a rack! He grinned a rather dopey grin as he watched the woman unabashedly.

Carley, meanwhile, had wandered over towards Grayson. About to ask a question, she paused, seeing that look on his face. She knew that look... "Thinkin' about yer girlfriend again, Grayson?" She teased him with a grin and moved to stand near him so she might have a peek at the checklist in hand. It seemed everything was going well, and things were getting loaded up faster than they thought. Even with Nort and Bothe's horseplaying.

Nort turned to look after Bothe upnodded. It didn't take him long to spot that beautiful elven woman. He stepped over more toward the railing of the deck. A low whistle passed his lips. "Dibs."
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Carley's words didn't register with Grayson immediately. He was thinking of Amelia's red hair, her face... he blinked. Then he smiled at Carley. It was a happy smile, with a touch of embarrassment. "Yeah. Sorry, Carley. We're going on a date tonight." That was the third date in?the last?four days.
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Carley giggled a little at Grayson. "Don't apologize. S'nice to see you lookin' so happy." Her smile was rather genuine. "That's a lot of dates in such a short period of time though." The little elf waggled a finger at Grayson. "If yer thinkin' of asking for a raise to support this new addiction of yers..." It was obvious she was teasing him. Only recently could she do this, without him getting the wrong idea about things!

Bothe didn't even register Nort calling dibs on this woman. He was so... so entranced by her. He couldn't peel his eyes away, nor could he stop smiling. Then he realized one very important fact. This woman was approaching the Luinista! Who was she? Was she lost? Could he help her? She was carrying a bag! It could have been heavy! "Yo, Bothe's got this!" The large man reached out absently and pressed a large hand directly on Nort's face to shove him. Then he moved very, very quickly to step off the Luinista and intercept this beautiful woman.

"Thanks, Carley." The young man was actually quite relaxed with Carley after he'd met Amelia and started dating her. Grayson reached up and touched his bandana, light laughter escaping as he did so. "No! Amelia's paying for dinner tonight. I don't need a raise. Yet." He smiled at Carley. He was teasing as well.
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Nort had been about to clap his hands in Bothe's face, at least until he had a large hand in his own face. He stumbled from the push. Some curse was muffled as Nort took a backwards dive onto the deck. It probably hurt.

Carley gasped in mock horror. "Yer lettin' her pay? The guy is always s'posed to pay, Grayson!" She couldn't keep it up for long, however, and started to laugh. "More I hear about her, the more I like. Not playin' damsel and expectin' handouts. I really would like to meet Amelia sometime."

Bothe's steps slowed as he neared the woman. When her bright blue gaze had landed on him, he started to move somewhat shyly. Highly unusual for the large, strong, usually confident man. He smiled broadly and waved to her, greeting with a simple, "Hello."

Forcythia gasped quietly at the rather rude gesture Cy had sent Bothe's way. "How uncouth..." She shook her head in mild disapproval, though smiled upon seeing her cousin's greeting, even if it were less enthusiastic than she had hoped for. "Bothe, could you be a dear and hold my bag for me while I greet my cousin?" Bothe, having ignored Cy's gesture, carefully accepted Forcythia's bag with a grin. It was then that the tall, beautiful elfess started to approach Cy and Carley. Pausing some distance from the pair, she extended her arms towards the little elf. "I believe I do deserve at least a hug for my troubles in coming here to see you, yes?"

Carley just sort of smiled at Cy before pulling from him, not answering the question. He'd find out soon enough. "Yeah, yeah, s'pose ya do Cythia." Carley grinned at Forcythia then approached so that they might embrace.

Well, that name was familiar. Cy's arm fell to his side, but only briefly. His hands soon rested in his pockets.?Carley's words made much more sense at that point. Cy stayed where he was, but he looked over at Bothe. He had Cythia's bag. One of his dark eyebrows slid upward as he watched the big man. He couldn't have been planning... he thumbed at Forcythia and Carley?while looking at Bothe. A silent question. He figured the question would be understood.

Bothe was content to sit back and watch the family reunion, all while grinning somewhat stupidly... He caught Cy's silent question, which normally would have been answered with smug gestures and fist pumps. This time however? He actually looked rather innocent. Confused even, at what Cy was implying.

Pulling away from Carley, Forcythia looked her over, but only briefly. Soon her bright gaze averted to the tall elf, taking him in. He was handsome for sure, but so rough around the edges. So uncouth. He was perfect for Carley. "I am happy that you two have finally started a relationship, given how fondly my cousin spoke of you in her letters, although I am remiss that this is the way I had to find out." Carley sighed but didn't interrupt her cousin. "Cy, was it not? I am Forcythia, though you may call me Cythia as most do." She stepped closer and offered a delicate hand.

That didn't seem normal to Cy at all, Bothe's reaction. He was thinking. At least until Forcythia started talking to him. His dark brown eyes shifted to look at her. Cy, of course, was very casual. Any shaking of hands or pleasant greetings were usually not his thing. "Cy, yeah. Pretty happy to be dating Carley myself." One of his natural smiles appeared, though it was more because he was thinking of what he said than trying to be pleasant. Normally, he'd have left it at that. Given that this was Carley's cousin, he at least reached out to give her hand a shake. He didn't pull his fingerless glove off for the gesture.

Forcythia's handshake was about as dainty as her hand looked, lacking any real power or gusto to it. Withdrawing her hand, her lip curled somewhat at the stains on her skin. Acquired from that dirty glove, of course. A pleasant smile soon reappeared, however. "I do look forward to getting to know you better, Cy. I did not have the fortune of meeting the last man that captured my cousin's heart, so this is a pleasant change." Her attention turned back to the little elf. "I am to be in town for quite some time now, so I should have plenty of time to catch up with you and all those important in your life. As you are working now, I will not linger long and interrupt your productivity. Perhaps Bothe here might escort me to where you are living now, that I might wait for you to finish work?"

Escort Forcythia to where she lived now? But she lived with Cy now! Carley's eyes widened a touch, almost panicked. There certainly was no room in the apartment for a third person, not to mention she didn't want her cousin knowing her business! Her doe eyes were directed to Cy, silently pleading for help.

Cy's arms crossed over his chest. "Might regret saying that, yeah?" He smiled a little at Cythia. What he'd said had been a joke. Cy was?not wordy, but that was nothing new.?Cythia was rather dainty and proper, it seemed to him. He listened as she spoke to Carley, and upon seeing those doe eyes of the latter, Cy came up with a quick story. "Letting her use my place right now. Been staying here on the ship while she does." The why, well, he'd leave that to Carley. It had been better than nothing.

Carley smiled and exhaled a breath of relief. Cy's story had been perfect! Unfortunately... Big Mouth Bothe was there and he had to live up to his legendary name. "Yo, what the hell are you talking about?" He laughed a bit. "You never stay here anymore! The two of you may as well be attached at the hip." Carley suddenly found herself wanting to push Bothe off the airship and into a propeller. Cheeks puffed faintly, she peered over at Forcythia.

It wasn't hard at all for Forcythia to piece together two and two. Why Carley hadn't told her of where she lived now. What Bothe had just said. Her cousin was living with this man! She frowned deeply at the young elf and shook her head in an obviously disapproving manner. "Oh, Carlisle..."

Cy shot Bothe a look. A look that might as well have been a fist, minus the actual contact. "Dumbass..." Cy muttered to himself and shook his head. He looked between Carley and Cythia. He wasn't really sure what to say. Maybe the truth would be better. Or at least part of it. He glanced at Carley. It was going to get out sooner or later. "She needed a place to stay. Wasn't about to turn her away when she needed my help. Don't think an inn's good enough for her." His eyes moved to Cythia as he was speaking.

Once again, Carley found herself smiling. Where had this come from? She wasn't aware Cy was so good at saying such things on the fly... Seeing Forcythia consider his words, she chimed in herself. "Yeah, he was just bein' a good friend, Cythia. S'not like it's all for hanky panky - I sleep on his couch." She nodded a bit, thinking perhaps that would help, not realizing Bothe was going to tell everyone that little factoid.

Forcythia pondered a moment before furrowing her brows. "So while an inn is not good enough for my dear cousin, your couch is?" Why did he not sacrifice his bed for Carley's sake!? "Oh dear, you have so much to learn, Cy."

Cy listened to Carley as she spoke, then turned to Cythia to see her reaction. One of Cy's eyebrows went up as Cythia spoke to him. He had much to learn??"Look." Cy spoke flatly. "Not gonna force anything on somebody. If she wanted the bed, she knows I'd let her have it. Even if she wasn't sleeping on the couch and was in the bed with me, it wouldn't be any of your damn business." Cy might have been just a liiittle agitated at what Cythia had said. Even so, his tone remained flat. There was no anger in his words.

Forcythia, Carley, and Bothe all looked very shocked at what the tall elf had said. Forcythia most of all, as she was rendered speechless, uncertain what to say to Cy. It was Bothe who finally broke the silence, not that it was terribly surprising. "Yo." He stepped closer to the trio. "What was that inn near your apartment? That nice one a couple streets over." The question had been directed towards both Cy and Carley, though it was the latter who spoke up to answer.

"Nn... Mead and Oak, I think?" Carley pondered a moment before nodding in the affirmative. "Yeah, Mead and Oak." She wasn't about to address her cousin or Cy for the moment, or touch upon what he had said. She really wasn't sure what to say. It had surprised her.

Bothe nodded and smiled brilliantly to Forcythia. "How about you let Bothe escort you to that inn and get you set up? You wouldn't be comfortable cramped up with those two anyhow." He nodded his chin to Cy and Carley. "But you'd be close so you can all still catch up, yeah?" Forcythia thought that sounded just fine, not to mention she found herself feeling a bit uncomfortable. She didn't want to linger any longer, so she simply smiled and nodded to the big man.

Cy simply listened for a moment. His expression didn't change, nor did his arms unfurl. Bothe made up for running his mouth with that suggestion of his in Cy's mind, so he upnodded to the big man. He glanced aside at Carley, briefly. Really he wasn't sure what she would say to him about his words, if anything. Even later. Cy apparently, had said all he wanted to say.

Bothe offered his free arm to Forcythia, which she gladly accepted. "I'll take care of her, Carley, don't you worry!" The pair began to depart, their pace casual.

Carley wasn't terribly worried about Forcythia being in Bothe's care. He was rather tough, after all, so she knew he'd keep her cousin safe. "You better, Bothe!" Her gaze shifted to Forcythia as she departed. So quietly at that... "Hey, Cythia!" She flashed her a smile. "I'll drop by soon as I'm done here, 'k?" Forcythia seemed happy to hear that and nodded as she continued her departure with Bothe. When the pair were off in the distance, Carley averted something of a bland gaze towards Cy.

Cy watched Bothe and Cythia go. His arms finally uncrossed when he looked at Carley. Her expression prompted him to speak.?"She was the one being rude." In his mind, at least. Of course, Cy had been rude right back. "Not letting somebody I don't know talk to me like that."

Carley's expression didn't change very much. "Tch, just don't go punchin' her in the face or nothin'." Pivoting on the ball of her foot, she departed towards the bridge. There was a lot of work to be done, after all. She couldn't let her cousin's untimely arrival impede that.

He had no intention of doing that. He'd just been annoyed at what Cythia said to him.?He rolled his eyes as Carley departed. "Whatever." Spoken quietly and to himself. He stalked off toward one of the Towers.

Carley had only ever observed the Mead and Oak from the outside. And from the outside? It looked rather fancy. The inside? It wasn't much different. Inside it was the scent of the place that struck one, first and foremost. There was no dust or must or lingering scents of alcohol in the air. It was clean. It smelled of cinnamon, spice, and home made cooking. The carpets were plush and spotless. Wooden walls, counters, and stair banisters were buffed to a shine and unscuffed.

Really, it all made the little elf feel rather uncomfortable and out of her element. Had Bothe really set her cousin up in such a nice place? At least it was suited for her...

Roaming the hallways in clothing still dirty from her work aboard the Luinista, Carley checked and double checked the room number written on the paper she carried. The last thing she had wanted to do was knock upon the wrong door, as this seemed the type of place one could easily be kicked out of if they didn't maintain proper etiquette and appearances. Room 24. The little elf hoped that Bothe's handwriting was reliable as she knocked at the door. She bounced on her toes somewhat as she waited, gaze roaming down one side of the hallway, then the other.

A delicate click preluded the opening of the door. Standing there with a brilliant smile was Forcythia. "Carley, I am glad you are here! I wondered when your work would permit you to arrive." She shuffled aside and gestured with a hand. "Do come in?" As Carley wandered inside, bright blues widened as she took in the sights. The bed, the curtains, the furniture, it was all terribly fancy. "Bothe was so kind to put me up in such a lovely place, do you not think?" Forcythia closed the door after Carley had entered.

"It's... a little froofy for my tastes, but it's a roof over the head at least." Carley grinned. It had been nice of Bothe, in fact. Too nice? "I'm sorry it's gotta be this way, it's just that... the apartment with me and Cy is so small and ya probably wouldn't be comfortable there at all." Nor would she or Cy likely be comfortable there with Forcythia, but she didn't say that, of course.

"Do not be troubled over such a thing." Forcythia waved her hand dismissively. "I wouldn't want to intrude anyhow."

Carley peered up at Forcythia, eying her skeptically. That seemed rather unlike her. Had Cy rattled her so with what he said? That still didn't seem right... "Hey, Cythia... about what CyCy said..."

"Do not trouble over that either." Shaking her head quickly, Forcythia sighed. Turning her gaze upon Carley, she started to regard her cousin rather carefully. There was something sad, nostalgic about her features. "Rites of passage or no, you truly are an adult now." Rather confused by Forcythia's statement, Carley wasn't sure what to say. So for now? She said nothing. "I never saw it..." Trailing off, Forcythia shook her head again. Now wasn't the time. "Nevermind me, Carley. I am reminiscing, I'm afraid." She smiled, then. "You have come to take me away from this stuffy room, yes?"

That was strange. Very strange. But Carley didn't want to poke and prod. It wasn't often her cousin seemed so... reserved in what she said. "Nn? Oh, yeah." She nodded distractedly. "Figured we could go out and eat somewhere, just the two of us. Talk, catch up, all that." Grin. "You could use more greasy food in yer diet anyhow."

Forcythia wrinkled her nose at the talk of greasy food, but only slightly. "Perhaps... just allow me to get my coat? Then we may depart." Moving gracefully, she ventured over to a closet to pull out her coat and slip it on. "You simply have to tell me more of your ship and of your crew! Particularly your friend Bothe..."

"Yeah, sure." Carley was starting to feel the pangs of hunger, so she didn't think much of the statement for now. "I can introduce ya to everyone later, too. Maybe tomorrow? You can see firsthand what it is I do."

"Excellent!" The idea of that made Forcythia rather pleased. "I look forward to it. You are ready to depart now, yes?"

Rather than answer the question immediately, Carley turned and reached to open the door. Standing back, she bowed to Forcythia and gestured outside with a flourished wave of arm and hand. "After you, m'lady!"

"...that is hardly funny."

Forcythia exhaled a small breath of relief. "So you do get it, then." She smiled widely. "I am sure your sister continues to fuss over you to this day." She rounded the couch and sat down on one of the cushions. Smoothing her skirt out, one leg crossed over as she sat very much like a lady would. Her attention soon rested on the grey teddy bear that sat on the opposite end of the couch. That was a familiar sight, for certain.

"More than she oughta." Cy moved to take a seat in the chair near his work table, though he didn't touch anything that was on the table itself. He noted Forcythia's very ladylike pose when he looked at her. When he noticed she was looking at the teddy bear, he spoke up again. "Got that for Carley. For the holiday."

"Zeddy." She even remembered the name. It brought a grin to her lips. "It is very near the spitting image of the teddy bear she once had. But I suspect you know this and that your acquisition of this particular bear was not a coincidence." She gestured to the bear before her attention turned more fully on Cy. "I suppose she also told you of how her evil cousin threw it away, yes? And neglected to mention the fact it was beyond repair... the face was rubbed off, it was missing a limb. I offered to get her a new teddy bear when she wouldn't stop pouting about the first, but she would not have it." The memory of how angry Carley had been over it all made her laugh.

"She told me all of that. Minus the part about it being all torn up, yeah." Cy glanced at the teddy bear. He chuckled faintly. He was thinking of how Carley might have looked then, pouting over the loss of her Zeddy. Cy's head shook slowly before he looked back to Cythia. "Was really happy about getting this one." Carley's reaction to the gift was etched into the tall elf's mind.

"Oh I imagine she was! Particularly as a gift from you, and on that particular holiday..." Forcythia was a fan of Valentine's Day. This previous had been no exception, as she had received many a thoughtful gift. Her smile turned somewhat fond, thinking on one in particular who had gifted something to her. "Carley has always spoken so highly of you to me. Now, and even in her letters. It was always 'CyCy this...' or 'CyCy that...'"

"Didn't know she was talking about me that much in her letters." Cy chuckled again. He was a little surprised to hear that. Not that he didn't know Carley often thought of him. He thought it was much like he often thought of her, even before they were together. "Carley means a lot to me." That was really an understatement. He looked at Forcythia very seriously when he spoke again. "I'd do anything for her. Anything." The word was reiterated for emphasis.

Forcythia studied Cy rather carefully, as he did indeed look and speak seriously. With a faint smile in place, she nodded. "I am sure she feels much the same way about you. It is obvious you two care for one another deeply. And I am glad to hear you say such a thing, Cy. I am afraid that if you were to ever break her heart I might have to swear an oath against you." One corner of her lips twitched upwards, her smile enigmatic. A tease, perhaps? Or was she truly serious?

Cy's head tilted ever so slightly. He was unsure if she meant what she said or if it was simply a joke. Either way, he nodded in response. "Wouldn't blame you." As he leaned backward in his chair, the silver chain around his neck shifted. "But I won't be breaking her heart. Not unless I stop breathing." Of that, he was confident.

"Then do take care to remain breathing." Her expression seemed to relax. "I do not wish to watch Carley struggle through another broken heart. She changed so much because of it." Though perhaps they weren't all bad changes... "She grew so much, so quickly, I nearly didn't take notice." Forcythia shook her head somewhat. "How did the two of you meet, anyways?"

"People tend to do that when you aren't looking, yeah? Grow." It reminded him of Morwen. She wasn't all grown up yet, but she was certainly a far cry from the little girl he once knew. "Heh." The thought made Cy smile and he glanced at the floor. When his eyes returned to Forcythia, he spoke again. "We met at some tavern. I'd been wandering around a while trying to find someplace steady to work. Hard to have many skills people want in the cities after you've lived in a forest all your life. Guess I'm lucky all that tinkering paid off since she needed an engineer. She offered me a job on the Luinista and I took it."

Listening attentively, Forcythia tittered in amusement. "So no love at first sight then, hm?" A more obvious tease, this time. "It sounds as though things worked out well in your favor, Cy. And Carley's as well." Feeling more at ease, her smile blossomed further. "You say you lived in a forest for all your life? Truly?" Her brows knit, more in contemplation than anything else. "I don't get that vibe from you. You strike me as being rather well learned and traveled."

"No. No love at first sight." Cy shook his head and chuckled. He leaned his weight back against the chair, but not much. It was sturdy, but he didn't want to tip it over. "For a real long time there wasn't much I knew but the forest, yeah? Learned what I could from books when our village traded with the humans. Taught myself, I guess." His eyes went toward the ceiling as he thought further. "Got sick of it. More to the world than the woods and I wanted to see it. That's when I started traveling." It was a simplification and minus some details, but it was the truth.

She started to nod thoughtfully. "I was sometimes curious what lay beyond our home's borders when I was younger. I only wish I didn't have to find out the way I did, or Carley for that matter. There is so much good out here but just as much bad lays alongside it." Her smile shifted to something rueful. "I know all too well why your sister would fuss over you, even now." Shifting in stance, Forcythia uncrossed a leg only to cross the other over it, promptly smoothing her skirt again.

Forcythia's words made Cy curious. There were questions he considered asking, but did not. "Can't ever really get away from the bad at all, even if you stick to one little part of the world. Better to see what's out there if you ask me." Despite what he'd said, Cy nodded. He understood why Gwed worried, even if it did get on his nerves from time to time.

"Well I have actually enjoyed the traveling I have done, though I do admit I believe I've found a home in Cadentia. I just cannot ever forsee leaving it for good." To her the desert was so alive, so vibrant! Even though there weren't many there nor was there much green to be seen... it was always how Forcythia felt about the place, peculiar or not. "I believe my cousin considers this city her home, though she travels on the Luinista now. Do you consider it a home as well, or were you hoping to move on elsewhere someday?"

He remembered some of what Carley had told him about Cadentia. He thought about it for a moment. "Never really been to a desert. Read about them, but never been to one." It took Cy a moment before he actually answered Forcythia's question. It was something he hadn't really considered. "Don't know that I really have a home." Hurin Taurae certainly wasn't home, even if family resided there. "Gonna sound stupid, but wherever Carley is, that's close enough for me." His shoulders lifted in a small shrug. "If she were ever gone, well, I'd figure something out."

Forcythia addressed the former statement first. "Truly? I believe you would really enjoy Cadentia. I hope someday you and Carley can come visit then. If you are big into tinkering and ma-sheens you would adore Kitty Kat's Hovercycle. Though..." She trailed off, smiling widely. "...good luck getting her to let you ride it." She laughed, briefly. "And I do not believe that sounds stupid at all. It is sweet. You two really are very close..." As she trailed off this time, she seemed to be pondering something rather seriously.

A hovercycle? Cy's expression immediately became one of interest. While he didn't know what one was, he could guess. He knew what a bicycle was. He even knew what a motorcycle was. "Wouldn't mind looking at it least." He considered asking Forcythia more, but the way she had pronounced the word machines had him thinking it wouldn't be a terribly long conversation. "We are." Carley was one of a few he could say that he was very close to.

"Hm." Struggling with some inner turmoil, Forcythia cast a glance aside to the door before peering back at the tall elf. "Very close..." Considering Cy seemed a very confident and very attractive elf. She wasn't stupid as to what that likely meant regarding his past history with women. "I wish to speak frankly with you Cy. Is that alright?"