[Whether that brief, faint smile from Mithrun fades only as quickly as it was always going to, or if it guttered out under Kabru's underwhelming response, is impossible to say. Not even Mithrun could be sure - not that his having trouble reading his own feelings is anything new.

His eye stays locked on the animals leading them forward, until Kabru speaks again.

"When", he says.]

That's certainly forward. [He tilts his head slightly. He knows what Kabru wants to hear, but... he can't give him that answer so confidently.] It's... hard to predict. But, I don't see any reason it wouldn't be possible. It tends to take some time with someone, and I at least already know you.