Moonspear that's the way it ought to be

Jarilo was quite a mischievous lad if that grin were to impart anything. A smile crossed his features as the younger male considered perfrction and the status therein; it would have been pretty cool if they could carry feline-like silent in their steps. Even his youth shone through as he spoke, the swift process and exchange of information coming to take root in the curiosity of what Dirge was doing out there in the first place.

The boy may have talked a mile a minute, but it was hardly a bother.

"I'm new, yes. Hydra invited me to come here a while ago," he answered, already lost on the amount of time that had passed. It had been no more than a week or two at that point, but the lifestyle had not changed much. He drew in a breath one the next moment, surmising his actions on that evening. "And I was out for a walk to see what I could see." So far he had only seen Jarilo, but that was a start.