Sightseeing
There was an odd energy in the air as the stranger received his smiling greetings and introduction. The smile was not returned in the slightest. Still, Aramis had always had a knack for reading others, and somehow he knew this stranger was not angry or hostile. Perhaps he was just the stoic type. And that was fine. Aramis wasn't a bouncing ball of energy or anything, so he had little problem adjusting his demeanor.
This was something he was used to. From a young age, he'd been polished and primed for the public eye. Of course, his parents had never been so strict as to take away his enjoyment as a pup. He'd still been free to play and explore, just like any other pup. But the expectations had been there. He had always been made aware of the fact that the eyes of the pack were on him. Aramis took that responsibility very seriously. On top of that, he greatly valued the comfort and happiness of others. He had no qualms with changing his demeanor to fit the situation and make others feel more at ease. His father used to say that this trait would make him an excellent diplomat.
His smile loosened until his face was nearly unreadable, but his body language remained friendly and welcoming. He nodded a bit to show he'd heard the name of his new acquaintance. Lament. An interesting and rather poetic name.
"Lament," he repeated, knowing that would help him remember the name later on. "Have you been to this place before?" Aramis let his eyes wander back to the arch he'd seen in the distance. Now that he felt more sure that this man was not a threat, his interest was ignited once more. He wanted to see what else this area had to offer in terms of amazing stone structures. Perhaps Lament would be interested in joining him.
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