Moonstone Quarry L.O.V.E./E.V.O.L.

“North.” He chooses automatically. His aversion to the Hinterlands is subconscious, purely, but he wants nothing to do with it and has no itch to explore it. He offers her a charming, parting grin. “Maybe I’ll see you around.” He chimes as a ‘goodbye’ over his shoulder before he heads off unsure where his next stop is but figuring he will know when he gets there. It’s how he’s lived much of his life so far and it appears to be working pretty well for the moment.