“Personally, I was thinking about silly earth bender names, like from Avatar. So, Toph was a favorite, but I’m not sure if that will get me thrown off a roof or down the mountain or something, so I figured the more obnoxiously obvious the better.” Cautiously, he poked through his salad before assessing it had no hidden kale and took a bite, giving a moment to chew and swallow before taking a gulp of water. 

“As for my morals, they were way beyond question before you even got here. I think I’ve done more to the devaluing of your morals than Skye will ever do to me.” Lincoln couldn’t help the easy grin crossing his features. “I vote, when they tell you you’re going to go through, we roll a big fat one and chill at the view point and just get you so baked that you sleep super well so you don’t stay up all night tossing and turning like I did. I’m sure we could convince Gordon to go for like, a bucket of hot wings and a mini keg. Invite Anna, Lucky and Luke out, maybe Skye if she’s feeling up to it. Celebrate in style.” He may also be curious about terrigenesis being able to heal a hangover during transition. That could be fun.

“I mean, if you really like Canada that much–…Danny, Jiaying and Gordon are dead. They lied to us… about a lot.” 

Humor as a coping mechanism, Danny please don’t leave, Lincoln wasn’t sure he could stay stoic and sober much longer. 

“Thank God I found you, I’m running out of puns for Skye.” No ‘hello’, no ‘missed you’, no ‘sorry Gordon dropped you off in Canada’. That’s what he’s opening with.

“Nobody said you were a maiden, my friend. I apologize if I gave that impression. What I was saying was that I’ve met people like you in the past and they were dangerous.

These nereids wanted to mate with me and then I learned that they usually drown the mated one so they can feed the corpse to their offspring. I almost did not lived out to sing that story.”

“Can’t be a rulebreaker if you never knew the rules. Ignorance isn’t guilt.” Maybe in Raina’s case, since she seemed to have known what to do– but he wouldn’t spill that. Past lives didn’t matter here. Fresh starts and all that. Lincoln snorted and took another bite of his roll before setting it down and turning to the small amount of salad he procured, normally not trusting the green stuff. “She didn’t. They, people she was with, were going to destroy it. Which was a good call. But the plan sorta went cray and she ended up in the temple and boom, terrigenesis.”

Lincoln let Danny talk it out to himself for a moment, before grinning triumphantly. “Gordon dib’s’d ‘Quake’. I dib’s’d ‘Quaker Oats’. I’ll have to pull out a tally sheet and have a poll.” Joking, he couldn’t help but laugh at Danny’s question. “Danny, I will make Gordon go and get you real food if you go through with it. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the two that jumped the line, I’m sure you would have been chosen to go through. Still could be. It’s been a while since we’ve had someone go through here.”