Dawnlark Plains the twisted mouth

His companion. Okay... This conversation was clocking on her "Weird-o-meter". It was almost like... they were playing a game, volleying questions back and forth. While normal conversations could flow like that naturally, this one seemed... off. 'Curiouser and curiouser.' Her eyes went the direction indicated again, making a brief note of it, and also of the fact that each thing she seemed to say or do, he mimicked her. 

But then her observation fell by the wayside as he stated that he missed his companion. A slight frown pulled her expression, bright gaze comeing back to him. "Yes. Well... No. It's complicated. We found him but he's not himself anymore." Her frustration edged into the tones of her voice, though she breathed it away with a sigh. There was no sense in getting worked up over it right now. 

"Your companion," That word again. "If you miss her, why do you not go to her?" A simple question, and yet not. Half of her expected him to fire the "It's complicated" line back at her but for now, she waited to hear what he had to say.