Caden
"I mean sure, why not?" He says with a shrug and a grin. Caden is more than accustomed to picking up temporary travel buddies as a nomad, and while he was instructed never to form lasting attachments, it hadn't dulled his enjoyment as someone who thrives on interaction with others. Which is precisely why his grin only brightens at the sound of her laugh, small though it may have been. Heeding her advice readily, Caden barely winces as his bloodied knee twinges as he steps down.
The sight of her pale hand reaching up to him in offering makes something twinge inside of him, resonating with far-reaching echoes of emotion he can't parse. He takes it trustingly; she is very warm to the touch, but her skin is dry and smooth.
"No, no, not in a hurry," he rushes to assure. "I'm a traveler anyway, so I have my overnight supplies with me." Meaning she would not have to share or go out of her way to drain her own stocks just to keep him comfortable. It's not like he's in a hurry to get his hands on rubies anyway, it could certainly wait until morning.
The sight of her pale hand reaching up to him in offering makes something twinge inside of him, resonating with far-reaching echoes of emotion he can't parse. He takes it trustingly; she is very warm to the touch, but her skin is dry and smooth.
"No, no, not in a hurry," he rushes to assure. "I'm a traveler anyway, so I have my overnight supplies with me." Meaning she would not have to share or go out of her way to drain her own stocks just to keep him comfortable. It's not like he's in a hurry to get his hands on rubies anyway, it could certainly wait until morning.
If he's home, I've got a message for the man above
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
