Kintla Flatlands Vanity will cost you

Okay. Little bit of a buzz kill this one, but alright. If she didn't want to explore, he could hang out here for a while longer and figure out what she'd rather do instead; if anything at all. For a moment, he wondered if he'd be better off dismissing the rest of this encounter and continuing on his way. They couldn't converse outside of primal body language which made for uninteresting conversation. She didn't wish to join him which meant her thoughts weren't aligned with his own. He wasn't really sure what they had left to offer each other. 

She lowered herself down and stared at him. Um. Okay. Hadn't anyone taught her staring at strangers was rude? He lifted a wolven brow towards her, not really certain as to what she was getting at. He wasn't sure if that singular expression was enough, so he tipped his head aside in that universal expression of "huh?". Hopefully that one translated a heck of a lot better. Maybe she'd just never seen a ginger male before.