Big Salmon Lake i think i left my conscious on your front door step

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The boy has never encountered another child outside the dark woods before. Like Hydra, he knows little of how to act in such a situation, his social abilities rendered useless in the face of not only a fellow young being, but a girl. A pretty girl. He watches silently from within his perhipherals as she observes him, watching, and eventually deciding against approaching. Vaati has little mind to approach either, there is very little reason. Vaati is not a boy without reason; he exists on simple logic. But nevertheless, she is something new, something peculiar, and he simply has to know. It is a feeling that overwhelmed him in the face of his biological father, and does so exeedingly in the company of a girl who mimicks the colouring of his sisters. He almost has to take a close look to make sure it is in fact a stranger, and not Koume stalking him once more. But the eyes blinking back are two eyes different, and as if gravity takes hold, pulls him closer to the stranger. He does not speak; existing in plain silence is a much more convinient alternative for the viking child than to attempt to impress a girl who he very well knows, has no interest in him. Instead, he simply stares, mere meters away, staring at her with an inquisitive awe that he cannot manage to put his finger on. The boy has very little idea of how weird he looks doing so.

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