Dawnlark Plains Textbook narcissism? Agreed.

Stark gave a little shrug, humility in him for a rare moment. "It happens." He offered evenly. He didn't hold it against her, naturally, it just happened. He'd gotten spooked, remembering the utter clutserfuck of the Tangle. He'd tried to go too fast and he'd failed for the effort. "Stark," He said with a smile. He didn't mind sharing the details, maybe he'd get over the funk that Octavia's task had left him in and just be comfortable with focusing on something else for a bit. 

"Oh yeah? I was wandering for awhile. I've settled down, now, but it's not been so long I don't remember." He gave a little grin, nodding his head. "Sure. Gotta warn you, not much has been around since before I got here. We might be lucky to get some birds, though." He wasn't sure of what there might be lurking out there for them.