be nonchalant with screws ._. paint

Well... at least Anthem didn't seem angry with them? Not that Arvid had been really been expecting anything more. He wasn't even sure the komodo had the capacity for anger within him – it seemed like too much of an expenditure of energy for the other. Either way, a soft snort left the canine as he watched Anthemtalon settle back down into his rest, and he turned as both Noemie and Angel approached. He flicked his fluffy tail in greeting to the both of them, although a wicked smirk spread across the pup's muzzle when he noticed Angelembrace's displeasure over the paint. He aimed to flick a few spots of blue paint at the other's pelt as he answered casually, "Some NPC thought it would be a neat prank to paint Anthem for sleeping in the middle of the road. Not sure where they got the paint itself, though. Maybe they just grabbed it from one of the houses?" He had certainly looted some of the houses around camp himself, in the past. That was where he had gotten his old science kit, after all.

Upon hearing Saturn's answer to his question, the dire wolf seemed to pause, his head tilting to one side. Painting had been something that Saturn and their mother had done together? That was... sweet. Although Arvid couldn't help the way that his gaze reflected a bit of envy. After all, he had never really known his birth mother, nor had he gotten to partake in any activities with her, aside from feeding himself. He shook that feeling off quickly though, a slightly forced chuckle leaving him before he spoke, "Ah... I guess that's not too hard to believe. Something about you struck me as one of those creative types." He couldn't help but watch the exchange between Saturn and Byriath with amusement, having to bite back a snicker. Saturn really did seem to have a softening effect on Byr, didn't he?

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass