OLIVER
Seeing someone else was surprising. Oliver partially wanted it to be someone he already knew, that way he wouldn't have to overcome that awkward initial first interaction, but he was still glad that another person had showed up. Being bad at directions and not exactly being in the best of moods meant it was a bit hard for Oliver to focus on getting back, so it was nice to know he had someone else with him. Dying alone in the snow isn't exactly a fun idea...then again, it probably wouldn't get to that.
Looking at the arrival, he gave a small smile. It wasn't one of him being happy about the situation, more about him being welcoming and generally interested in meeting the other man. "No! Not at all," It was a bit impossible to interrupt absolutely nothing.
Glancing back over his shoulder, Oliver turned to look back at the other man with a small nod. "Yep, there's a shrine behind me." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, realizing the man may be trying to do what he did. It wasn't exactly a happy thought. "I'm not the best with advice though, no idea how you probably pray at one." Hopefully the man would have better luck than him? If that was his purpose of coming here.
"Anyways, my name is Oliver." He might as well try to get a small conversation out of the man, even if the dude could here for the sole purpose of speaking to the gods. The gods seemed a little picky when it came to their offerings and the man wasn't exactly carrying a gigantic offering or anything.
Looking at the arrival, he gave a small smile. It wasn't one of him being happy about the situation, more about him being welcoming and generally interested in meeting the other man. "No! Not at all," It was a bit impossible to interrupt absolutely nothing.
Glancing back over his shoulder, Oliver turned to look back at the other man with a small nod. "Yep, there's a shrine behind me." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, realizing the man may be trying to do what he did. It wasn't exactly a happy thought. "I'm not the best with advice though, no idea how you probably pray at one." Hopefully the man would have better luck than him? If that was his purpose of coming here.
"Anyways, my name is Oliver." He might as well try to get a small conversation out of the man, even if the dude could here for the sole purpose of speaking to the gods. The gods seemed a little picky when it came to their offerings and the man wasn't exactly carrying a gigantic offering or anything.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
