Kensa never withdraws from monstrous features, not even the sharp teeth glittering in the man’s smile. She chooses a place for herself on the ledge and gracefully settles down herself, reclining to appreciate the view and better continue their conversation without crowding him. Her blond locks settle about her neck and shoulders in full waves that drift forward around her face when she looks down on the lake and the distant bodies of the others. “I admire that. I would personally like to travel more.” She says this rather primly, mocking herself and acknowledging the banality of polite conversation even though she means what she says.
Once she’d been eager to see all of Beqanna and even now she still has not done so. Of course as more horses settle here joining her merry band and giving her the ability to delegate she finds more time to roam as well as make some new friends. Of course they sometimes also come to her, and she will make most of her visitors her friends whether they like it or not.
They do not drift into the boredom that so often consumes introductions. He is teasing her or trying out a bit of rudeness, deviating from the script. Kensa laughs once, soundlessly. Her topaz eyes narrow amused and indulgent. “Very well Leilan, what brings a traveler to Hyaline? Business or pleasure?” Sunlight catches the spray of golden freckles on her pale face as she tilts her chin one way and then the other on the last three words.
She does wonder where he has come from. Somewhere cold perhaps, she cannot imagine he prefers the heat while wearing frosted scales. Kensa herself is not particularly fond of winter but does enjoy the cool alpine weather Hyaline is blessed with much of the year.
@[Leilan]
