Wild Berry Meadow fast enough to get in trouble but not fast enough to get away

He caught the mallard in his jaws swiftly, his reflexes reacting before he could properly comprehend what was happening. Siarut wasn't going to say no the free food, rather he waited for the woman to dig in. As she started, so did he. The pale man started with the feather, plucking the bird before digging into the offered meal.

"My distracting thoughts." His lips pulled upward as he smiled, it was slight and easily forgetable, but it was there. "What bring you here?" Sia didn't bother offering his name, seeing as the woman hadn't offered hers. The feathers of the bird stuck to his tongue, making his accent almost thicker than usual. Being from the north he couldn't help the north accent roll of his tongue as he spoke the unfamiliar common tongue.