Blackfoot Forest that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately;

easy-- as always-- and tantalus made the assumption that everything about this girl would be just that. she inserted herself in at his side, mimicking his dialect-- though tan didn't quite catch on to that, since it was subtle in this instance. his sterling gaze swept onto her, searching that dark face. a few ideas swam to his mind-- for convince sake, for one, but he kept himself quiet and collected on those matters... for now.

"tell me about yourself, cyclone, you have me intrigued," he said to her, gaze returning back to the path before them. she had his attention, his ears angled towards her, but she didn't get the privilege of his gaze.