Wheeling Gull Isle ultramarine

He was glad they didn't dwell on it, scared that he would vomit up the whole truth to her and she'd rat him out. Rokig was pretty sure he could stress vomit from the thought of a repeat of the Abyss. So he tried not to focus on that and focus on the girl again.

His head gave soft nods to show he was listening and agreeing. His silver gaze meeting hers when she looked at him. She was unique and suddenly he felt bad again, lacking confidence he never had in the first place. The male should just host his own pity party. "I've been trying out some fishing. It isn't easy but I think I might be getting the hang of it." One side of his inky lips pulled up to form a half-smile - weak but genuine. "I like looking at the skies and the wildlife too obviously." Had he said too much? He probably sounded like a weirdo now. Staring at the skies in his free time would definitely come off as weird - or mega boring.

"What about you?"