Kryner loved his fiance and her sense of humor, "<i>Mmm rotisserie pussy, my favorite</i>." He told her through their connection with a chuckle. He'd have to take that into memory for a later date. When she inquired about the fort he explained that an old friend lived there and they'd help them out with the wedding, maybe... depends on his mood.<br/><br/>Standing up in his chair the man loomed over the two while he set the book down, "Mmm so this is the lass you were telling me about back in the fall. Well you didn't say when you'd be back so I made sure to keep this place up and running through the winter." Taking Del's hand he shook it before his tone changed and he spoke softly. She could now see where Kryner adapted the tone shifts, "Pleasure to meet ya, I'm Matt." The gentleman was massive with hulking arms, that dwarfed Kryner's, "I got some fresh honey biscuits all cooked and warm if you two are hungry, and I see you two commandeered my bedroom so I made myself up the guest room." He explained so they knew he didn't mess with any of their stuff.<br/><br/>Kryner chuckled as he watched his dad bustling around them as he often remembered. Del now also understood why the doors and entryways in the house stood so freaking high up and it was to allow this man to move around his own home without crouching.