With your threads in mind

Surreal remained standing as Liar sat once more. The whole ‘taste the earth’ thing didn’t help her to relax around him. His actions came as though he had a thought and merely acted upon it immediately. ‘I wonder what dirt tastes like’ Lick. ‘Not good.’ The mental replay brought a faint flicker of amusement to the back of her mind, but her eyes and face remained quiet and watchful. But she voiced her question despite the distrust. “What brought you to Alacritia?” An easy question to start off with.

She was willing to start off slowly with asking him about himself, and willing to start at the outer shell and work her way in. Perhaps he would turn out to be useful, and was truly honest when he said he would be no threat to her or her family. Time would only tell, one way or another. For now, she was to remain wary. Trust was a hard to come by commodity.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think