Soleil
In your warmth the sun was put to shame
If you asked me to, I would still run to you
A bit of a storm of a person, Soleil is accustomed to taking people off guard, and doesn't seem to mind at all the way Melita fumbles and hesitates as the tension in her shoulders slightly dissipates. Sol could have anticipated such an answer, vagueness included, but she doesn't let it deter her from being a good conversationalist. If you asked me to, I would still run to you
"Around nine I think? Training bows and the like." Close enough now, the young woman sticks her hand out with a sunny grin that reads excitement and mischief in equal measures. "I'm Soleil!" Tilting her head back at the birds on the ground without breaking eye contact, she adjusts her bow into a more comfortable position on her shoulder. "What were you hunting them for? I need some meat to trade, I've got my eye on this pack of firecrackers in the market personally." The twinkle only gleams brighter in her eyes. Exploding things in Halo is not uncommon given it had once been a mining town (before the cannibals) but there are far more fun things to blow up here. "Though we have different colored arrows so we shouldn't have to worry about mixing them up." Also known as, Soleil didn't want the other woman to assume she would try to sneak off with one of her rightful kills.
