Making Sea Shells by the Seashore
11-12-2015, 09:03 AM
He was getting no closer to his solution, despite the days that passed. He was beginning to think he would not come closer to an answer by looking outward - but introspection was far too painful these days. A stranger to converse with, however uncomfortable it might make the introvert feel, might prove a temporary distraction. Faria had always said he needed to be more social, anyway. His expression stiffened a bit as he watched the woman pull her food closer. He hadn't even realized he was hungry until he considered it, and he certainly didn't want whatever she was eating. Well, not enough to take it from her by force. Despite his sometimes off-putting demeanor, he wasn't interested in fighting others for resources. Still, the stranger lightened when she realized he was no threat - his posture wavered somewhere in the middle, not at all aggressive, nor entirely submissive either. He just.. stood, and watched. "Hmm," he made a noise when she said it was her favorite. He thought of the wolf he'd met that had expressed a rather passionate interest in all things related to the ocean, including the creatures within it. "Sure," he'd agree a bit dismissively, not wanting her to think he was begging. He didn't even know if he'd like it.. though food suddenly sounded quite appealing. "You live around here?" |