“ Where am I? “ (from @ra-tykan - poor thing gets lost sometimes)
Happily absorbed in thoughts of what to gather at market, Y’aromirr took his usual fleet-footed path through the wilds of the shroud to get some good sunshine and see the state of nature around him. Sweet pepper seeds... Carrot seeds... A new pruner... aaaaannnd... Someone.. trying to get his attention from behind?
“A-ah! U-u-uu-u-uh-” Someone tall, oh goodness. The seeker’s ears shot down flat to his head as he stammered, as if only to further exaggerate how much larger the Veena woman was. “Th-this is, uhm... We’re c-close to the boat that goes into town. G-Gridania, I mean...”
Clutching at the strap of his bag across his chest, Y’aro made a subtle attempt to look over the stranger more closely - on top of being tall, the Viera’s muscles are enough to put his little remaining bulk to utter shame, and he could swear her skin was stippled in scars of combat... but perhaps it was the light through the leaves. Odd... He straightened out slightly to more properly face the woman, realizing the terrified prey animal he’d likely come to resemble in his surprise...
“... W-would you be in need of directions s-somewhere? My home is n-nearby, so I’m used t-to.. I could be of help p-potentially if you... n-need..” The seeker appeared to keep talking visually, but his voice faded into a cherry-cheeked mumble as he attempted to extend his help.
((I’m so sorry a man with a stutter is giving you directions, @ra-tykan))