It's strange how the 4 word conversation cheers her already, seeing as the rest of it could go in an entirely different direction, but she is nothing if not an optimist.
“What a pretty name,” Aetheria reflects Djinni’s smile with ease. It's odd to see another palomino that mirrors her physique in all but markings. Odd, yet strangely comforting. At least she doesn’t have to stand several feet away just to see her expression.
"I’m Aeth-Ria.” the words stumble over themselves like a newly born foal “Ria.” she repeats with more care.
The epithet had sounded so natural when it came from her latest friend, "Ria" is still foreign on her tongue.
A lapse in memory leaves her staring problem unnoticed as the plain mare regards her new acquaintance. Though Djinni's friendly aura never falters, hers expression was the unmistakable one of an occupied mind. At least that’s what Ria has discerned from her wandering eyes.Perhaps that isn’t the right term. Darting? Scanning? Djinni's gaze flits to and fro with certainty, these searching glances clearly have a purpose.
“Are you looking for someone?” Ria asks with a curious tilt of her head (it was a habit she’d had since she was just a filly, one that she couldn’t seem to break).
The words are odd and out of place even to her unpracticed ears, and she regrets her forwardness immediately. The last thing she wanted was to offend or unnerve the friendly mare .