Chimera Fields let the rain fall down

When the other does not realize the weight of the world ahead of him, his ears fall back against his head and he looks up. It seems difficult to miss but if his attention had been fully focused on something else, perhaps it could have been missed. Arlo had noticed from the start but he’d been focused on the sky for some time. He mentions the flowers, and their preference for his attention, he glances down at the field that he’s immersed himself in. The only attention the ground had gotten was where his feet were going, and if anyone was upon approach, but how pleasant and pretty the flowers were hadn’t taken up residence in his thoughts. “We can go together if you want,” he comments, offering a friend to the brute. He seems capable enough if he’d paid attention to his surroundings but Arlo wants to get back sooner rather than later.