Tobias lets a slight smile peak to himself after Kieaira turns away. With the light at his back and the distance between the two, only the overall color of his dark hues noticeable. His movements begin to make his way towards the woman with captivating eyes, but his body barely shifts before he stops himself and turns his attention back to the last few crates.
    He did not fail to take note of the other two in company, giving both a quick nod in acknowledgement whenever he passes either of them. The mostly dry Hyur hoists one last crate onto the open ended wagon. The bulk of the cargo was at the tail-end so that the passengers may sit inside and uncrowded with their personal belongings, however a single case lies tucked away in the corner and under the wooden seating.
    Produces a quick, sharp whistle after he hears the driver call out to the others to make ready. Soon a brightly colored Chocobo strides up to the side of the caravan, unsaddled and unarmored. An excited 'Kweh' comes from the hefty creature as Tobias places a hand over the top of it's head, soothingly trailing the touch down over to the curve of it's beak. His forehead gingerly presses against the front of the beak. Both man and beast close their eyes as whispers words are spoken, the language entirely foreign to any that hear. The most distinct sound coming from the Hyur was the delicate rolling of his 'R'. The Chocobo ruffles it's feather with another bright 'Kweh' before it takes off down the path..
    Tobias hops onto the back, his landing delicate enough to where the wagon hardly even shakes. He settles down near Kieaira, though taking a seat across from her as languid eyes glance down beneath her seat. He gives another greeting to Clavier with a small nod.
    "Take comfort in what your friend speaks, Lady Miqo'te," a bed-husky drawl was heard coming from the Hyur, "even if we meet with misfortune, such precious cargo would be kept out of harms way with fervor, I assure you." dark, confident eyes turn from Clavier to Kieaira with a wisp of a smile.
    He did not fail to take note of the other two in company, giving both a quick nod in acknowledgement whenever he passes either of them. The mostly dry Hyur hoists one last crate onto the open ended wagon. The bulk of the cargo was at the tail-end so that the passengers may sit inside and uncrowded with their personal belongings, however a single case lies tucked away in the corner and under the wooden seating.
    Produces a quick, sharp whistle after he hears the driver call out to the others to make ready. Soon a brightly colored Chocobo strides up to the side of the caravan, unsaddled and unarmored. An excited 'Kweh' comes from the hefty creature as Tobias places a hand over the top of it's head, soothingly trailing the touch down over to the curve of it's beak. His forehead gingerly presses against the front of the beak. Both man and beast close their eyes as whispers words are spoken, the language entirely foreign to any that hear. The most distinct sound coming from the Hyur was the delicate rolling of his 'R'. The Chocobo ruffles it's feather with another bright 'Kweh' before it takes off down the path..
    Tobias hops onto the back, his landing delicate enough to where the wagon hardly even shakes. He settles down near Kieaira, though taking a seat across from her as languid eyes glance down beneath her seat. He gives another greeting to Clavier with a small nod.
    "Take comfort in what your friend speaks, Lady Miqo'te," a bed-husky drawl was heard coming from the Hyur, "even if we meet with misfortune, such precious cargo would be kept out of harms way with fervor, I assure you." dark, confident eyes turn from Clavier to Kieaira with a wisp of a smile.
