There is surprise hidden in his features at the pure strength of the other man. He felt practically weightless as he was lifted upon the man's back and carried over to the river. Had he truly lost that much weight that he could be carried like a caught pig? Suddenly self-conscious as he slipped back onto the rocky ground, he averted his pale gaze. Instead, though he notices how the man continues to lay beside him, he reaches forward to drink from the lazy river. While he would usually be more put together and conscious of his mannerisms, he was too thirsty to care for the moment. Slaking his own thirst with water drizzling down his neck, he licks at his lips once he is finished.
As he pulls back to get into a comfortable position, his toes flexing and legs curling up beneath him, he notices once more the man lying beside him. No words are spoken for a few moments and he can feel the heat bloom across his cheeks. Why was he nervous? He was a social creature and never felt... this before. Clearing his throat, he turns his chin to fully look at the man. Placing a polite smile on his blond lips, he doesn't hesitate to look over the massively well-built dog. "Thank you, kind sir," he begins, his thick accent clear as it was melodic. "I suppose I got lost and passed out here," Lono nodded his head back to where the man had found him.
