Solace
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His cavalier smile does little to dispel Solace's reservations, but her features remain relaxed and lit by curiosity. He seems to find his balance, and with it comes a cynical summary of what many would consider a good deed.
"Well there are a few different ways to phrase everything, I guess." She offers in response with a shrug of one pale shoulder. She would give him help if he needed it, but she is starting to doubt there is anything she can do to make his life easier. She wouldn't argue worldviews with a stranger in the woods, and her expression does not falter... even as he goes on to mutter something else and give his opinion on how interesting she may or may not be.
She realizes what a proud creature she has found, and it makes her wonder at his background as he sets his jaw and solidifies his stance. She isn't quite sure if his comment is meant to be a compliment or sarcastic jab, and she lets it roll off her back as soon as it reaches her. She rarely took notice of either from strangers anymore.
"It's nice to meet you Crevan," she replies, returning to her usual way of conducting business with strangers, now that he seems uninterested (and not requiring) her help. His name echoes in her mind - it is not the first time she has heard it that name. It summons up a feeling that was strongly tied to her early years in Hyaline, of Amet and Corvus, but the when and where are just out of reach. He was frustratingly difficult to read, and now that his strength has returned to him she almost wishes she had of introduced herself with her proper title.
Her nickname on his lips sounded wrong.
Her cool gaze drifts to the river for a moment as she silently muses, but it is only a second before she is speaking to him as she watches the dancing waters. "Don't let me keep you from..." she thinks back to the state she had found him in as one brow lifts ever so slightly, "whatever it was you were doing."
@[Crevan] this isn't me trying to wrap up the thread, just Solace being Solace
