[Huvrye's eyes linger on that scar. Homunculi don't scar - Lasardhin homunculi, at least. The alchemy that holds them together heals them seamlessly - it's why they can be reset after an injury that would destroy a normal fairy.]

[Hunter scars. Hunter's a Grimwalker, and evidently Grimwalkers heal differently. Things to remember, in case Hunter ever needs help.]

[Following that train of thought means the mention of casual workplace murder takes him completely by surprise, and for a moment he just stares. He'd ask if Hunter has any idea how messed up that is, but he's pretty sure he doesn't.]

[Man, both of their worlds are pretty bad, huh.]

[And then Hunter suggests "some kind of activities," and it throws Huvrye again, in a much better direction this time. His expression cracks into a smile, and he leans back in his chair and laughs. Hunter. Hunter. Buddy.]

Boy, you know about as much about being a civ as I do, huh.

[Virtually nothing, though Huvrye might be a little better at suggesting casual bonding.]

[The laughter subsides after a few seconds, but the smile remains.]

But yeah, "activities" sounds fun, and if you know some good people I'd love to meet them.