Thomas
"This war will be over soon, but there's more opportunities to come. Sivne's basically a noble herself, and Sonja isn't that far behind."

*Headpats were once again applied, but this time they seemed softer, more caring, like Livio was comforting a sad dog. Which he was.*

"I'll have you know there's almost nothing that would be a liability for those two. Even better if I'm around."
David
*"Sonja, not surprising, but... Sivne?"* 
It was kind of surprising that they both were either nobles or soon-to be. Aaaand yet here she was. Still a merchant, without even a reputation beyond being the Cydonia shipgirl.
But Livio's hand patted down any depression that would've come with that. He was doing a remarkable job at comforting her.

A soft punch was taken to his abdomen, and she said, *"You're not a liability to anyone. Not even me."*
Thomas
"I was surprised too. She's getting married too. To the Shaw guy. Not sure if you've seen him, tiny elf guy."

*The weak punch only elicited a small chuckle from Livio.*

"I don't know if that's an insult or a compliment, but I'll take it. I guess it just comes with being at range huh?"
David
*"Awh, what?! Shaaaw?! Are you kidding me, the god-damned twink?!"*

Carlyn stood up rather quickly with pretty theatrical dismay. She groaned and looked back at Livio and then made a second statement, *"How did Sivne get married before me anywho? And specifically to* Shaw?! *Least I know who's the man in that relationship, sheesh!"*

Took a moment, but she's very obviously being dramatic. There's a smile on her face.
She's happy for them. 

Mostly.
Thomas
*A small chuckle turns to full on laughter as Carlyn called Shaw a twink, and proceeded to rant on how Sivne got married before she did.*

"Man, don't let them hear that! I was surprised too, when I heard she got married to a rat. I almost shot the guy because he tried to sneak up on us in his spirit animal."
David
*"Hah! I almost stabbed him for the same reason! I was hunting and the jackass just stood there when I went to stab 'em! That's actually how we met him!"* Carlyn retorted. Seems they both almost killed the guy. *"Fun guy but jeez, is he helpless!"*
Thomas
*Livio scratched his head at Shaw being helpless. In terms of personality? He sensed no machismo whatsoever. However, his combat prowess was something else; he was probably on par with him as a marksman.*

"He's not bad at combat. Bow, gun, he's not bad with either. But how they make love I have no clue. The size difference is too much."
David
Carlyn paused for just a moment to visualize... That.
And just as quickly she pushed them off with, *"Ew- Livio, gross! I didn't need that mental image, gosh! Errhgguh!"*
Thomas
*Livio can't help but fall backward on the bed, now almost howling in laughter.*

"What, you weren't curious? Don't get me wrong, it's not a pretty image. I'm sickened, but curious."

*He eventually regains his composure.*

"Assuming they actually have. But that's none of my business to ask."
David
*"Well I* Wasn't *Til you brought it up and now I think I'm anything but! Like, if Sivne's on top, then Shaw would die, and if Shaw was on top, I don't think anything would even happen! They're like... 3 feet difference in height!"* 

She paused after her short tyraid and said, *"Okay, okay, no. Let's stop while we're ahead. Moving right our happy asses along."*
Thomas
"Ok, agreed. No more of Shaw and Sivne. So, what next? Surely you didn't bring me over to just complain. I hope."

*Livio sat back up, resting his forearms on his knees.*
David
*"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean for it to be like that. I'm not usually so whiney, just a lot going on. I'm glad you're here though."* Carlyn replied, finally taking a seat back on the bed next to Livio, this time taking her turn to sprawl across it with her face and tail faced upwards and her head laid to the side. Felt good to just lay down.
Thomas
*Livio looked at Carlyn as she sprawled across the bed, smiling as her tail faced up. He would stroke it gently, then another hand joined to pat her ears for extra pattage.*

"You're really soft you know that?"
David
*"Lots of care and effort. Only one person who likes to pet me though and he's sitting right next to me, so in a way, you can say I do it for you."*
Thomas
"I haven't seen you in so long though... Were you waiting for me?"

*More care and effort would go into the pats, ruffling her ears and hair. The tail would recieve long strokes along its fluffy length.*
David
*"Ppssshh, I wasn't waiting. I knew you'd come to see me, so I was patient. Less say waiting, more so... Anticipating."* 

Carlyn propped herself up on her elbowed as she spoke now, looking up at his face. 

*"You're the only one who's come to see me in all this time. You're different from the others in that regard. I like it."*
Thomas
*Was he truly the only one? He would have thought Sonja and Sivne were closer to her. They had fought together, after all. He definitely didn't think of himself as a good person, so to have Carlyn say he was the only one surprised him.*

"Sorry that I couldn't come sooner. I've been busy getting shot. ...Do you like belly rubs like actual dogs do?"
David
*"U-Uhm. I don't know. That's a little embarrassing and a vulnerable position. So not right now."* *But maybe later* Is what she was implying. Funny.
Thomas
"Not right *Now*. Sure."

*At this moment, a new goal materialized in Livio's mind; give Carlyn belly rubs. For now though he would settle for stroking her tail and rubbing her ears. She would find a pair of hands at her waist, picking her up and placing her on his lap. This allowed for easier access to her ears and tail.*

"You really did take good care of them."
David
She gawked at being picked up. Carlyn had never been manhandled like this so much in her life, it was kind of strange. But Livio seemed to enjoy it, so she didn't comment.

*"Mnh, yeah."* She replied with an awkward nod, *"They're a lot to keep up with. Try not to tangle it too badly, please."*
Thomas
"I won't. I'll brush it out if need be."

*Livio would continue playing with the dog like an actual dog, messing with her tail and head.*

"When do you plan to return to merc life?"
David
*"I'll hold you to that."* She shot back with a smug stare. It'd be funny to see him try to maintain both a woman's hair and also a tail.

*"Anywho, I'm not sure. When the war comes to a close, probably. It'll be safer to travel again and so I'll hit the road once more."*