06-22-2020, 07:47 PM
There’s enough hesitation in the grey mare’s voice that Mesec wonders if, maybe, he’s not the only one with a bit of anxiety when starting fresh conversations with strangers. He’s making assumptions - but it’s hard to brush off assumptions that make you feel better. Mesec has always favoured being with others over being by himself - it’s such a simple thing, having company, but it’s still a bit of a novelty for him. So when tilts her head and offers it - who is he to say no? The soft smile in his silver eyes continues to warm. “That’d be wonderful. I’m Mesec.” He moves with grace and care - the movements of someone who is mindful of the space he takes up and how it might affect others. Luckily, the trail is large enough that they can walk more-or-less side by side, though he keeps his wings tucked in tight just to be polite. “I’m still pretty new to these lands, do you know if this trail leads anywhere in particular?” His tone is light and it hopefully conveys that he is just curious - because it doesn’t really matter either way. Whether there was a destination or not, he truly was happy just to have some company for a time. He can’t help but think of the equine’s he’s known before, with their powerful dragon companions making up for any physical adornments. And he then chides himself, bringing up that ever-present reminder that he would do no one any favours by dwelling in memories and comparisons. He can’t cut out pieces of this land and force them into the puzzle of his past. So focuses more on the present, even if it’s just filled with small talk for the moment. He likes small talk. Mesec
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@[aletta]