Out For A Stroll!

children were so often and easily fascinated by the strangers of things. they found that there was something unique in the prospect of meeting others and cairo had to admit it was a refreshing change from complete and total ass hats that seemed to bridle the world. Cairo offered a warm smile down to the child and he chuckled lightly at her bubbling words and frothing language. she was such an excitable little thing wasn't she? Inky lips lifted in a small smirk and he stood back up from where he was seated, "Not everyone likes to play, but i'm glad you came out to meet me. i love knowing who it is that Valhalla houses," and who i'll be leaving behind.

Cairo stretched out his hard limbs and peered down at the child wondering how to answer her. Yes, he was walking, more so just to enjoy his lands again, to feel as though he was a part of them like he had been so long ago, "in a way. connecting, more so," he offered her an explanation, and though it was far from the best and probably not all too understandable, Cairo hoped it gave her some semblance of understanding and reasoning. He didn't want to confuse her, not in the slightest, and he also didn't want to put too much into the youthful mind. Wisdom came with age, to usher it so early on brought ramifications.