11-16-2021, 12:24 PM
The aqua male finds a joy in this conversation, drawn to the, let’s say, more sophisticated bunch of companions in the world. She, too, seems to enjoy something about their interaction for she indulges him with a smile or two readily at hand; smiles that reach her eyes, and to him that says more than most of her words.
The conversation reaches below the initial surface easily when she explains more about the lands Loess and Sylva, making him wonder what in the world had caused her to move away. Fifteen years are a lifetime in horse years, and she doesn’t look that old, so he suspects a longevity at the least. She sounds experienced. Must have dedicated her life to diplomacy, but she is one of the rarer souls who genuinely enjoy making new connections. Perhaps the change of scenery is just that. Or it is to another’s benefit.
He decides against diving that deep, not set on opening any wounds, old or new. ”Hills and canyons,” he muses and gives a short shake of his head. ”Not my climate I think,” he offers with a roll of a shoulder, causing a small thin back fin to rise and fall back to become nearly invisible again, emphasising why he can’t leave humidity.
Her question follows and his answer comes rapidly, easily. ”If I could find whomever rules in the moment, then yes, I was about to make Tephra my home,” he chuckles a bit. ”So it’d be my pleasure to escort you, teleporting intruderess.” His eyes gleam a little when he smiles, then nods to the jungle. If they would meet any one inhabitants, they could work it out further. If not, a tour of discovery would be in place.
@Oceane
The conversation reaches below the initial surface easily when she explains more about the lands Loess and Sylva, making him wonder what in the world had caused her to move away. Fifteen years are a lifetime in horse years, and she doesn’t look that old, so he suspects a longevity at the least. She sounds experienced. Must have dedicated her life to diplomacy, but she is one of the rarer souls who genuinely enjoy making new connections. Perhaps the change of scenery is just that. Or it is to another’s benefit.
He decides against diving that deep, not set on opening any wounds, old or new. ”Hills and canyons,” he muses and gives a short shake of his head. ”Not my climate I think,” he offers with a roll of a shoulder, causing a small thin back fin to rise and fall back to become nearly invisible again, emphasising why he can’t leave humidity.
Her question follows and his answer comes rapidly, easily. ”If I could find whomever rules in the moment, then yes, I was about to make Tephra my home,” he chuckles a bit. ”So it’d be my pleasure to escort you, teleporting intruderess.” His eyes gleam a little when he smiles, then nods to the jungle. If they would meet any one inhabitants, they could work it out further. If not, a tour of discovery would be in place.
@Oceane