Yeah .... Feels like the whole world hit pause for a bit.
He's alive, don’t worry, hard to kill a Howlett — trust me, I've tried.
He’s probably still snorin' somewhere, dreamin' about food or a fight...
"Yeah, sure was, felt like my skin was gonna melt right off my bones. Autumn’s treatin’ me fine, though.
Cooler air, smells better—feels cleaner, missed seein’ ya around too, Amara"
He pauses, tone softening.
“Been spendin' time keepin' myself outta trouble, ya know—quiet stuff, for once..."
Cause Victor's been sleepin half the damn time.
Big lug probably didn't even notice the poor cat sittin' there... Give him a minute, though, he wakes up hungry.
"Guess ya could call it that, been layin' low, tryin' not to melt in the damn heat.." He grins faintly
"Good t'see ya, Amara, missed that energy o’ yours, how have ya bein'?"