"Didn't think so," he eyes the male that had hopped out, watching as he goes off to be alone. He rolls his eyes, quietly sighing before peering back into the cart. Before he could reply with anything, he was cut off by the cart driver barking out an order. "Just stretchin' the legs a bit, oh humble driver!" He presses two fingers to his forehead to give a mock salute. With that, his eyes turn back to the one who had addressed his question.Â
"Are you of a tribe?" His eyes fall to the Seeker for a moment before shifting back to the woman, "your name is strange. I've never heard that sort of name before among Keepers or Seekers." He tilts his head, "if that's too personal a question just ignore it." He slides the spear from his shoulders, tapping the bottom against the dirt before inclining his head forward, "before you answer that...you're awfully timid. Are you afraid of something? The talk of bandits was all for fun, I assure you." His eyes fall to the two males that were otherwise silent, "or is it for another reason?"
"Are you of a tribe?" His eyes fall to the Seeker for a moment before shifting back to the woman, "your name is strange. I've never heard that sort of name before among Keepers or Seekers." He tilts his head, "if that's too personal a question just ignore it." He slides the spear from his shoulders, tapping the bottom against the dirt before inclining his head forward, "before you answer that...you're awfully timid. Are you afraid of something? The talk of bandits was all for fun, I assure you." His eyes fall to the two males that were otherwise silent, "or is it for another reason?"
