At least she was smiling at his apology, and not walking off in offense at his potential faux pas. One brow arched in surprise at the mention of a curse - ah, but of course, hadn't he heard something along those lines from Remi? His lips quirked up into a rueful smile. He nodded gracious understanding, relaxing as they began to walk again, and taking her sultry tones in stride now that he knew they weren't her choice, or her fault. "I'm an outlander," he grinned wryly. "I was traveling between towns when a portal appeared in front of me, mid-step, and I walked right out of my world and into this one. It's been a bit of a culture shock, to say the least, but I was a wandering bard and lorekeeper before my arrival, so I count myself luckier than some who have arrived against their will."
He looked down at the woman at his side, a little surprised at how short she was in comparison to the lively personality that burned within her. "And yourself, good lady? I'm guessing an outlander as well, since we seem to be the ones stumbling over and annoying the local gods more than the naturals here do. If I may ask: what kind of world did you come from, and what did you do there? Aside from dive athletically into crumbling ruins and rescue sopping-wet fools from watery pits, that is," he added with a mischievous grin.
He was, in fact, itching to ask about Frey and the nature of her curse, but didn't want to push for intimate details of it in case it was awkward or embarrassing for her to speak of. Then, too, Remi had seemed annoyed that he had pried so much into his personal life at their first meeting, so the bard made an effort to use a softer touch with his new acquaintance.
He looked down at the woman at his side, a little surprised at how short she was in comparison to the lively personality that burned within her. "And yourself, good lady? I'm guessing an outlander as well, since we seem to be the ones stumbling over and annoying the local gods more than the naturals here do. If I may ask: what kind of world did you come from, and what did you do there? Aside from dive athletically into crumbling ruins and rescue sopping-wet fools from watery pits, that is," he added with a mischievous grin.
He was, in fact, itching to ask about Frey and the nature of her curse, but didn't want to push for intimate details of it in case it was awkward or embarrassing for her to speak of. Then, too, Remi had seemed annoyed that he had pried so much into his personal life at their first meeting, so the bard made an effort to use a softer touch with his new acquaintance.
