Starry, Starry Night

"Sure! I enjoy a good walk. I'm sorry to hear about your leg, what happened?" As a former nomad himself Shilah could understand how frustrating a broken leg must be. He'd hate having to wait for it to heal before he could go exploring. Shilah let Sota pick the direction before falling in step with the smaller male. He adjusted his pace so he wouldn't get too far ahead of his pack mate. He glanced at Sota as the man stated that he actually did tree climbing, and not only that it was a common mode of travel. "Wow, that is quite something. I can get on low branches if they're large enough. I'm pretty light for my size but I would find that difficult. So I take it you grew up in Auster? Where abouts?" Maybe they could go on an exploration trip back to Sota's home land. There was a lot of Auster he hadn't seen yet.