Hesitant though Tal was to take advice from a kid, the courier didn't have any better ideas of his own so he reluctantly nodded and took the offered hand. "Tal," he gave back. "An' Boreal." With a nod towards the dragon who turned her head to whuffle the boy's pockets in search of treats. "Hey! Cut that out!" he chided her - much to Boreal's amusement. "How about you go find us a river first?" Rewards came after good behavior, and the dragon huffed a smoke ring to let Tal know how she felt about that but raised her muzzle and begin sniffing the air, questing ahead and a little to the side as she began to search.
He started walking after her, pulling the cart on its bumpy journey over roots and lush undergrowth. Dark brows knitted together in deep thought as he tried to figure out where that familiarity was coming from...
Nope.
"Should you uh. Be out here without your parents...?" Not quite sure how to put it less bluntly, Tal eyed Mateo with a sudden wariness. Maybe it was something that just looked like a kid?
He started walking after her, pulling the cart on its bumpy journey over roots and lush undergrowth. Dark brows knitted together in deep thought as he tried to figure out where that familiarity was coming from...
Nope.
"Should you uh. Be out here without your parents...?" Not quite sure how to put it less bluntly, Tal eyed Mateo with a sudden wariness. Maybe it was something that just looked like a kid?
