Wapun Meadow Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow...

As they walked, he usually enjoyed the silence. Why was he sad? The lack of sound. The repression of noise. 
Nonexistence of speech. 
Speech. 
Speaker.

"I apologize for any rude upcommings I unknowingly may present on you, Speaker..I don't usually talk. My social skills are not as keen as my observatory skills."

He almost added his murdering skills, but observatory fit better. 
Why was he censoring himself? Who the Hell was this girl to him?
Calm.

"We would be hunting, but the herd of deer that left the doe are long gone, and i didn't want you to waste more energy than necessary, to achieve a full stomach, for once. "