HARPER
Normally Harper would feel a little guilty over the man's presumed distaste for his company, but there are enough glimmers of intrigue and selflessness in the young stranger to have him holding his tongue against a veritable flood of apologies and goodbyes. Plus he is admittedly lonely; as beautiful as the surroundings are, nobody else had been visible even from a distance for many hours now.
Boreal is an equally unknown name, but the bumbling clarifies into something comprehensible within moments, leaving Harper beaming and shoving his charcoal back onto the stand to retrieve Talyson's retreating hand in an eager shake. "Nice to meet you! Formally, that is. Uh, if name exchanges count for that sort of thing," he rambles through an undercurrent of laughter. With the prospect of continued company on the line, Harper ups the wattage of his smile in the vain hopes of luring the courier in. Not unlike a particularly socially starved angler fish. "I'm almost done with my drawing, then I just need to chip a piece of ice into the vial I brought. But you can't strangle me when I admit that I didn't actually bring a weapon or tool to do that...just my staff Safrin gave me." Another sheepish smile. His plan for encountering any dangerous elements outside of the Citadel had mostly involved shifting and flying away. Killing is well within his wheelhouse, but he'd never choose it as the first option.
Boreal is an equally unknown name, but the bumbling clarifies into something comprehensible within moments, leaving Harper beaming and shoving his charcoal back onto the stand to retrieve Talyson's retreating hand in an eager shake. "Nice to meet you! Formally, that is. Uh, if name exchanges count for that sort of thing," he rambles through an undercurrent of laughter. With the prospect of continued company on the line, Harper ups the wattage of his smile in the vain hopes of luring the courier in. Not unlike a particularly socially starved angler fish. "I'm almost done with my drawing, then I just need to chip a piece of ice into the vial I brought. But you can't strangle me when I admit that I didn't actually bring a weapon or tool to do that...just my staff Safrin gave me." Another sheepish smile. His plan for encountering any dangerous elements outside of the Citadel had mostly involved shifting and flying away. Killing is well within his wheelhouse, but he'd never choose it as the first option.
let your faith be bigger than your fear
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
