09-26-2008, 01:20 AM
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Both his tattered ears flicked forward when she stood, and he immediately understood that she had been there all along. In his head, there was laughter again, but he expected that. Vaguely, he found it disturbing to realize that he was more wary when the laughter was gone and there was only silence. The politeness of the stranger in notifying him of her presence bothered him more than it probably should have, and even knowing full well why that was didn't shake the feeling. It was a cliche sort of feeling, but he didn't want their kindness, their manners, their ill-invested obligation, their pity. His ears swooped back again when she spoke, and he found himself shrugging.
I suppose I live here,he answered, not sure if she really cared to know why he only supposed so.
At least for the while.At least for the winter, at least until they let him leave, which very well may be never, but he could still tell himself otherwise. Perhaps in the spring, he could go back to his own damn cabin, wherever that was. If Rachias wanted to come, then she would come. If Ahren wanted to come, then he would as well. If they wanted to bother with him, then there wasn't much he could do about that, but Esper Hollow had nothing to do with him. It was all just circumstance.
Laruku,he introduced plainly. He thought for a moment that she sounded familiar, but the feeling was gone as soon as he realized it.
Why cross an ocean?He had never been a wanderer himself.