LOCKE
The trill almost makes him jump. He whips around, staring at the dragon as she makes her way towards him. She seems friendly enough and he starts to hold his hand out to her when she's called back. His gaze goes from her to her handler, head tilting slightly as he looks him over. "Yeah. Haven't been here that long." Long enough to know he's seen Nathaniel before, but not long enough to really recognize him. That blond hair isn't exactly forgettable though.
He has to bite his tongue when Nathaniel bends down, taking the sword from him. "Thanks. I'm used to fighting bare handed so it's.. Different." He can't tell if he feels uncomfortable or not from just how blue his eyes are. Maybe it's because the dragon has the same gaze? "Can call me Locke.. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel." He holds his hand out to the other man.
He has to bite his tongue when Nathaniel bends down, taking the sword from him. "Thanks. I'm used to fighting bare handed so it's.. Different." He can't tell if he feels uncomfortable or not from just how blue his eyes are. Maybe it's because the dragon has the same gaze? "Can call me Locke.. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel." He holds his hand out to the other man.
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
