Safety Hammer
A walking piece of shit in a stupid looking jacket
Tallah nodded at Snow with satisfaction. This time, the smile reached every part of his face before he resumed eating the apple slice, and proceeded to help himself to an orange.
"Of course I live here; this is my home. Though, that is a bit relative when you're a traveler like me." His eyes shifted to turquoise. "I'm holding on to you so tightly, because I want to, and I'm terrible at telling myself no. Your struggling only plays a small part in that." It was not entirely true. He could basically sense that Snow needed more than just medical care; she needed TLC, and Garren was perfectly happy to provide, after Tallah's recent slip up. He gave her a closed eyed grin, though color leaked through his lids slightly.
@Jennete
Mac came up from behind the elf, and gently laid his hands on Tallah's waist. "How're ya doin', babe?" He asked softly, before kissing him on the temple. "I haven't really seen you in anything other than a robe, you know that?" He chuckled, "I'm starting to wonder if you even own a singe pair of pants or a shirt."