The smallest perk of ears follows, a mere twitch ; he’d been attentive but now he is wholly intrigued. While eyes remain onward, still scanning for stragglers should they choose to strike. Satisfied with the uninhabited wood, eyes shift to join ears at attention, scrutinizing her features in the process. Feathered bangs defy an otherworldly dignity, hidden beneath that rose motif. But she knows of suffering, so it is steel which she totes — in mind, in soul, in might. He knows she is no deity, if her caustic tone was any indication of her attitude towards the gods — but seven hells, there’s some whisper of rebellion carried in her tone and bearing.
❛ Hn — interesting… I wouldn’t put it past them to summon you here. For what ? Couldn’t tell you. They tend to work in mysterious ways. Can’t even say it’s out of the ordinary, this kind of stuff happens all the time. Apparitions, odd phenomenon ? You got it. With a place so dictated by Aether, strange happenings are something everyone fully expects. ❜
Straightening from his kneel, he stands at full height with one last glance at the wound, and another in her direction. ❛ Your circumstances are eerily similar to something that happened some time ago. ❜ ah, he stops himself. Nostalgia graces him, yet he deems it misplaced. He’s not confident in a memory still hazy, far from lucid, ❛ — An adventurer visited Eorzea. She was different from the others, though. It’s probably a coincidence. Couldn’t tell you the details of it, though. ❜ A tap to his head, a scoff, ❛ classic amnesia or a shared dream — who’d a thunk. Heard sleeping on your right side makes you remember ‘em. ❜
A gesture of the hand motions for her to follow as steps carry him along the unbeaten path, ❛ I’m not hopeless. I’ve got something that may be of some use to you, if you’re into reading tomes. ❜
The traveler was subtle with her intrigue; Curious as she caught a quick glimpse of twitching ears. A race unfamiliar, nevertheless, their differences pay her no mind. Her interest was then quickly averted to his speech as he explained the common occurrences of her assumed amnesia. To no surprise, she linked those strange happenings to a power stronger than the two warriors combined -- This realization encouraged a roll of her eyes before they lay upon the beautiful trees on the path ahead. After he took a straight and taller stance, his mention of similarities piqued curiosity once more. ❛ So there was a traveler here like me ? Who ... Couldn’t figure out why they were here ... ❜ The tone of her voice faded nearing the end of her sentence as her mind went to recent memories. She remembered her sister, they’d finally reunited -- yet here she was brought. Forced, against her will. Or so it seemed that way.
The moment he turned and began walking forward, she briefly watched before following his hand motions and carrying herself behind. ❛ I don’t have all the time in the world. ❜ Chin lowered, she’d thought to mention her sister back home -- but instead, decided to keep things short between herself and her new acquaintance. ❛ I’ll do what I need to. ❜ In agreement to the tomes he had to share, she continued to follow -- Hands at her sides, rather than on her weapon. There was a safe feeling about this world, and the friendliness of a stranger assisted in her feeling of security. ❛ Who are you ? ❜ A forward question, but one suitable to their status. If he would take the time to help her, she’d acquire his name at the very least, before he’d be on his way.
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