Hoshor Plains unreal unearth

an apology came, one not due from him. "what are you apologizing for?" but she knew. society demand politeness, empathy, respect, and he was just coloring in the lines like he'd been taught.

"you aren't one of the beasts fjall," she turned then, a step taken to follow the herd as they grazed southward. "and i wouldn't have told you if i hadn't felt like it." green eyes drew to an icy stare, one not harsh enough to frost his heart, but cold enough to harden it.

"tell me of you, of your stories," a change then from herself to him. she sought him out to know him better, and she was betting on his interest to change the subject in order to collect what she'd come for.