Since You've Been Gone

Even though he was still lightly on the fence about being around a stranger and forcing himself to meet someone new, he was still kind of glad when she agreed to accept his help. It was something for him to do and he liked feeling helpful so that certainly killed to birds with one stone. He nodded with understanding when she explained that she was planning on digging a hole here and then setting up a tripwire in front of it. It was a straightforward plan, not too unlike the trap he had set up with his mother on a hunting trip once upon a time. That trip felt like it was ages ago at this point and like a whole different life time even though in reality it was just a couple seasons ago. "Sure, sounds good," he said as he came around to stand on the other side of the hole she was digging so he could start clawing clumps of dirt out of the ground and kicking them away as well.

When she introduced herself he felt bad for not thinking to do the same and he paused his work long enough to reply, "I'm Arcturus, but just call me Arc. Nice to meet you." He might be bad at remembering his manners sometimes, but he did have them. His mother certainly taught him and his sister well in how to behave. He kept digging, widening and deepening the hole that would hopefully catch whatever prey Vanille had in mind for her trap. "What are you hoping to catch anyway?" he asked, wondering how big of a tripwire they would be setting up and how sturdy they would need to make it.

"Arcturus Fatalis"