FOX
"I'm not all too memorable either way," Fox assures her with a fanged smirk, though as far as self-deprecating wit goes, he thinks that one might have just sounded a little sad. And so, turning back to the last of the webbing, he slices through it with relative ease and swipes it away from his face to push it over the edge and into the water. "Hopefully fish don't get tangled in it," he says belatedly, especially since it's far too late to change it.
"308? Damn. You're as Natural as I am by now," he murmurs. Like all Naturals, of course he's burning with questions - where were you from originally? what was it like? do you still miss it? how did you find Caido when you first arrived? - but Fox knows better. So instead he focuses on what Kiada does want to say, and it's with a rather sombre nod of agreement that he steps out onto the other side of the Bone Bridge.
"The LongNights are quiet now, but... people still stay indoors, you know?" he murmurs, before forcing a bit of cheer back into his voice, just as she has. "Well, things have changed a bit at least, since the end of the war. More bridges, for example."
"308? Damn. You're as Natural as I am by now," he murmurs. Like all Naturals, of course he's burning with questions - where were you from originally? what was it like? do you still miss it? how did you find Caido when you first arrived? - but Fox knows better. So instead he focuses on what Kiada does want to say, and it's with a rather sombre nod of agreement that he steps out onto the other side of the Bone Bridge.
"The LongNights are quiet now, but... people still stay indoors, you know?" he murmurs, before forcing a bit of cheer back into his voice, just as she has. "Well, things have changed a bit at least, since the end of the war. More bridges, for example."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
