Bearclaw Valley black eye

She greeted him rather confidently and allowed him to touch her cheek affectionately with his nose, though Raziel noticed the weak smile on her lips, that was a change to what he was used to. He didn't care that she didn't return his gesture, but he was rather...concerned could be the word he was looking for, but once again, he refrained from blurting out questions, fearing he might scare her away. That wouldn't be good at all. 

"A long while," Raziel studied her with gleaming green eyes, concealing his curiosity which probed and sought a way out of the barrier that kept it from being exposed. "How have you fared...before you arrived at Bearclaw Valley?" the Roman asked politely, reminding himself again and again that the questions could wait until he was sure she would like to be in his presence instead of merely pretending to be happy for the sake of politeness.