#bergen_county

"Oh surely...." She grabs a thermos "This one okay? It's not fancy, just gray"

Dag shrugs.

"Or it just becomes yours for when you visit. Whatever."

"That works too." She smiles and puts tea in the themos "Stay warm, Symon. Tell your mother we wish her and your family well"

A wry grin. "Even Dirk?"

"Yes, even Dirk... who does a lot of good even if he'd hate it worded that way" Tove shakes her head "If only he'd stop eating people's mailboxes"

A snicker, and he heads out.

"Bye Sy!"

She waves, then sits down easy and slow again "Symon would be horrified if I called him a sweet boy mm?"

"He would be, yes."

"I'll save it if he gets too cocky then" She sniffs "He does carry his travels with him though." She's a bit sensitive to smells right now

Low tone. "I don't think he can help it, Mom."

"Might also be me.. even Odin is starting to smell to this nose" She admits "Okay. Look, go tell the Chief about the horses. She needs to know and I'm worried about my brain right now" Half smile

"Right, right... I'm off!"

"Thanks... and don't forget your jacket or an umbrellla or something..." Whether her daughter hears her or not, Tove wipes the room down with a bit of cleaner. Clean clean clean. So this what being a boggan feels like