[He answers, not with a lie. Sullivan is by the edge of it, though he is - for the moment - dry. He's spent time in the lake already, fishing for rocks and accompanying Cellar on her journey to find Iggy's. That's part of why he lingers here later on, sensing what almost feels like an aura he could consider decadent, if he too wasn't a little bit irked by it sticking to Zephir.
Sullivan's smoking a cigarette, grass underneath him greyed but not quite dead.]
no subject
[He answers, not with a lie. Sullivan is by the edge of it, though he is - for the moment - dry. He's spent time in the lake already, fishing for rocks and accompanying Cellar on her journey to find Iggy's. That's part of why he lingers here later on, sensing what almost feels like an aura he could consider decadent, if he too wasn't a little bit irked by it sticking to Zephir.
Sullivan's smoking a cigarette, grass underneath him greyed but not quite dead.]
Whose are you looking for?