He should spend his few days off resting, and he has been with mixed sucess. His thoughts keep returning to Mirabelle - he knows it is foolish to worry for her safety when she is a competent adult. However, he remembers how frightened she had been of her past.. and he had promised to keep her safe. Even though they parted on friendly, mutual terms... perhaps seeing Arlo's body had shaken him more than he'd originally thought.

Ah well. Perhaps he will hunt, add something to the cache... something to keep his mind off of things. He has not moved long into the forest when he catches the smell of another. Someone he has not met, though he has not met many of Drageda's members. A little bemusedly he realises she bears some resemblence to Mirabelle; perhaps his thoughts are haunting him. The titan approaches slowly, offering a low chuffed greeting, and dips his head.

 
 He either does not notice or is unbothered by her initial reaction - it is hard to tell with him. Étoille does note the way she raises herself, immediately made curious what her rank is. He's met Wocha and Heda and.. well, Eske is not Fleimkepa now but none the less; Dio hadn't mentioned another and so he assumes she must either be new or ... well, truthfully, he doesn't know. There is much he doesn't know. 

 Now that she is looking right at him, he shuffles awkwardly. "Er, hello," the titan tries. "I am Étoille." It is a lot easier to socialize when he is on a mission or has a task - already he faintly regrets approaching her out of the blue. But it is a necessary part of pack life, he supposes.

The woman gives her his name - Ajatar - and adds nothing else. This is uncomfortable. "Pleasure," he says, politely, desperate for something to fill the silence. Étoille normally prefers silence. But what is he to do here? Turn and leave? It seems terribly untoward. He clears his throat. "Have you been with Drageda long," he tries, hoping it is not a culturally offensive question. Someone should really sit him down and explain everything, eventually.

Her answer is, thankfully, more than one word this time. However, he is still somewhat lost. He catches the geda in "Trigeda" and so can guess at the relationship between Drageda and Trigeda, but. "I see," the titan says. "Trigeda is an extension of Drageda," he asks (in his usual flat statements), feeling somewhat more curious than usual. How deeply the culture of Drageda runs he is unaware. This is an opportunity to learn (if he were only the sort to ask more question).

Ajatar briefly explains, and Étoille accepts the new information easily, expression neutral. It is curious stuff but he is not a man of politics nor does he imagine he'll ever occupy a position where knowing the full scope of Drageda's history is essential. Still, it is hard to imagine what it must be like growing up in this rich culture. In many ways, the titan thinks he will always be somewhat of an outsider-looking-in. Not that he minds.

She inquires after him, and he dips his head, agreeing. "I discovered Drageda's borders while I was traveling, somewhat aimlessly," he says. In truth it's a boring story: Étoille has simply, somehow, ended up in the right place at the right time. "I left with the scouting party the day after my arrival," the man admits, "so I have not had much time within the borders, even."