Vynter
It seemed he had done what the man wanted, for his anger seemed to slowly fade to resignation, a sigh escaping those soft lips Vynter found himself lingering on. His question brought him back to reality, and once his words registered he merely shook his head in affirmation. He dared to take a step closer to him, eyes still studying his face for any sign of rejection. When he received none he stopped a comfortable distance from him, waiting for an answer to his question.
"You could probably fit into some of mine..." he had more of those things? Was it something that was collected in large numbers over time? He didn't know if he'd be able to carry more than one set of fabric on his person. Upon his invitation he nodded, falling in step beside him to show his agreement. He didn't expect to get a name from him. He didn't think he would offer to answer any questions he might have, because hadn't he been just yelling at him before? But that didn't mean he wouldn't take advantage of it. He took a moment to figure out what he wanted to ask, keeping his strides shorter so he didn't overtake Nathaniel, before finally voicing his biggest question since arriving here,"What are we?"
"You could probably fit into some of mine..." he had more of those things? Was it something that was collected in large numbers over time? He didn't know if he'd be able to carry more than one set of fabric on his person. Upon his invitation he nodded, falling in step beside him to show his agreement. He didn't expect to get a name from him. He didn't think he would offer to answer any questions he might have, because hadn't he been just yelling at him before? But that didn't mean he wouldn't take advantage of it. He took a moment to figure out what he wanted to ask, keeping his strides shorter so he didn't overtake Nathaniel, before finally voicing his biggest question since arriving here,"What are we?"
