Bramblepoint Forged from the ashes

Now and then it occurred to Birk that not all people perceived his friendly nonesense banter as something that would make them at ease to be in his company. More often though he was blissfully unaware of that fact and, whenever people excused themselves after exchanging few sentences with him, he truly believed that it was because they really had a business elsewhere and not that it had something/anything to do with him.  

This was the latter case. He did not catch the slightest uneasy vibe in this girl's demeanor, therefore, feeling encouraged, he went on: "What pack are you from? I have met quite a few at this point - Silver River, Redhawk cal-something and Broken... Broken Antler Fen, that's right." He was bad at remembering names.