Bitterroot Valley may we stay lost on our way home

worth noting that he's terrible at hiding crushes so it's prooobably as obvious as usual haha

Hmmm. A drifter; why was that kind of hot? Okay, it wasn't— but the more he thought about it, dude over here kind of was. He was reminded of Phoenix, in a way, though the two were quite different. It was just— that kind of charm that took a few minutes to grow on you. Or Alarian, anyway; it had never been very difficult to charm him, so his opinion wasn't worth much on these topics.
The male introduced himself as Outlander. Also hot. Alarian, He offered quietly, suddenly shy. Now he was wondering if he had a type or something— big guy, pretty eyes, kind of weird??? Oh, hell. That was embarrassing to admit even to himself (and he didn't entertain the thought of admitting it to another, ever).
Alarian realized he had been quiet for too long; he shifted uncomfortably, unsure what to say. Ah, well, carpe diem or whatever, right? You seem like you could use some company; hunt with me? It was more forward than he usually was, but with little to lose and a rapidly-dwindling self-esteem, Alarian could afford to be a little blunt right now.