Fish out of water...

Álarr chewed at the stem of the plant as he glanced up at Sandor in confusion. No? Why would he say no? Although he didn't know what was going on in the other boy's head he could see he was clearly upset. Álarr snapped the stem off the root and gazed at Sandor thoughtfully. It didn't make any sense to him why he wanted to stay out here alone but he wasn't about to drag the other boy kicking and screaming back to Legion. Even though his brother probably would've found that funny. "Ah… erm, ok. If you're sure. Well… say, maybe you can visit some time if you get lonely? Do you know much about the south? I could try and give you directions." He slipped his pack off his shoulders and placed the root inside.