Venom on my tongue fire in my veins,im cold-blooded
The shadowy male's ears swiveled at the brute's voice before him. Though taller, the accent told him quite a bit about himself, but only slightly. He did not wish to dwell on his thoughts once again, for he also was unsure if he were to bring up a simple question to the male that he would either be the same as he, or if he knew where his lost love would possibly be residing. He did seem a little younger than Setekh, but, looks could easily be deceiving if one was not too careful. His eyebrow raised only slightly upon the male's statement. Though he was not really concerned if the brute jumped, slipped, whatever the case may be, if the alabaster and gold male before him thought his actions concerned him then by all means he would accept it.
"I have resided in these lands before, but, only recently have I made my return to it." He spoke, his tone rather monotone but still held curiosity residing within. Normally he would continue onward and not give this male any attention, but, it seemed like something was calling for him to speak more to him than he would. And, it wasn't just his curiosity and want of learning about herbs telling him to do so. "Your tone doesn't seem like it is from around here either, stranger. Care to elaborate on your name?" Though the brute didn't really care about formalities and knowing someone's name if they were not to be in his life again, it would be nice to know encase he could be of some use to him in the near future. After all, why bother doing your own work when you could have somebody do it for you?
