FOX
"Delightful," he remarks dryly, unsure whether he'd prefer to have spiders in his hair accidentally or with hostile intent. Ideally he'd prefer to have them nowhere near him at all, but here they bloody well are. Continuing to part through sheets of silk and ensuring there's nothing left to trip other travellers, he presses forward.
Fox quite likes the sound of her laugh - his job and his nature make it a sound not often heard in general - but Kiada's is especially pleasant. "Hm? Maybe we did. I think I was even more of a loner back then than I am now, though." A difficult thing to achieve, but in a battle exclusively against himself, Fox wins either way.
Raising his eyebrows as she speaks about the barrier being down, he puts two and two together in that this means she must have been there when it was up. "Are you an Outlander, then?" he asks curiously - it's not a word he's tasted for years, now, but he remembers them well enough.
Fox quite likes the sound of her laugh - his job and his nature make it a sound not often heard in general - but Kiada's is especially pleasant. "Hm? Maybe we did. I think I was even more of a loner back then than I am now, though." A difficult thing to achieve, but in a battle exclusively against himself, Fox wins either way.
Raising his eyebrows as she speaks about the barrier being down, he puts two and two together in that this means she must have been there when it was up. "Are you an Outlander, then?" he asks curiously - it's not a word he's tasted for years, now, but he remembers them well enough.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
