The Wailer's gaze was slowly drawn back to his side as he met with Siha's youthful eyes. Even while having never met her before, he could quickly tell that the girl's fragile stare had been robbed of some of its luster, a side effect of the fear and anxiety that such a situation had no doubt brought down upon her and her companions. Still watching her, the Wailer blinked hard in thought before forcing himself to offer the girl an unusual smile - one that did not belong to such a hellish setting.
"It may have been a couple of days for me... the others..... some a little longer, some shorter.." he answered hoarsely. It was probably clear to the girl that the Wailer was merely trying to offer her what little comfort he could with such small gestures - his smile, choice of words - though both his pained voice and the unconcealed utterances of truth that he insisted not be kept from his new acquaintance likely quelled much of such efforts.
"I'd offer you my hand but sadly our hosts are not too fond of such formalities..." the Wailer spoke again while offering Siha a weak attempt at a silly grin; his efforts continuing regardless of how effective they may have initially not proven with the young miqo'te. His expression was fatigued and weak, his attitude genuine though somehow feeling without true purpose. Simply being alive seemed to be a tiring task to this particular male.
"...Wilkin Blackdale.."
"It may have been a couple of days for me... the others..... some a little longer, some shorter.." he answered hoarsely. It was probably clear to the girl that the Wailer was merely trying to offer her what little comfort he could with such small gestures - his smile, choice of words - though both his pained voice and the unconcealed utterances of truth that he insisted not be kept from his new acquaintance likely quelled much of such efforts.
"I'd offer you my hand but sadly our hosts are not too fond of such formalities..." the Wailer spoke again while offering Siha a weak attempt at a silly grin; his efforts continuing regardless of how effective they may have initially not proven with the young miqo'te. His expression was fatigued and weak, his attitude genuine though somehow feeling without true purpose. Simply being alive seemed to be a tiring task to this particular male.
"...Wilkin Blackdale.."
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
