[Talon catches sight of him by the buffet table, first, but he doesn't approach properly until their paths cross on the way to their respective rooms. He's noticed the bandages, noticed the bruise. Felt that familiar tugging in his gut. Bear, urging him to offer his protection. Typically the urge wasn't so strong but. Well. He's got nobody and nothing to really watch out for these days. It's uncomfortable for shaman and totem alike.]
[So as he passes by, Talon flags down Shido with an upward nod.]
no subject
[So as he passes by, Talon flags down Shido with an upward nod.]
Hey, nasty injuries there. Need them healed?