Embracing his brother, "You do know you look younger than me right?" Cargan said.
"Yes, younger and pale. Well, none of us could look as young as Bor when he fails to meet up with his requirements." Fionn had joked and chuckled.
Cargan took his seat back on the study chair. "You are exceptionally cold today," he noted and enunciated for his brother to hear.
"Yes, what do I say? I get sick every month and being cold is one of its symptoms." Fionn shrugged.
Cargan knew his brother was here for a reason. The reason he was yet to state.
"It would have been nice if all of that ice is directed into the nature and we can once again have our drinks iced and nice." Cargan sarcastically pointed out.
Fionn's face went serious. "Ice is the least of my problem now Cargan. People are dying in my line. They are catching the bond disease and are dying." he said, sadness evident in his tone.
