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The female turned, looked him over and sat down to greet him. Her willingness for company was encouraging, he returned it with a charming smile and began to walk over to where she’d sat. He didn’t want to push his boundaries too far, so he kept some distance between them, but was close enough to have a good conversation. He shrugged in response to her question, Nothing much! Traveling and stuff, he said cheerfully and in a laidback and colloquial manner. Such was his nature, but what he’d learned from other recent interactions also played into it.

Slavik gave Wraen a quick glance over, just to check her out, and found that she was quite pretty. He thought most every girl was pretty, but Wraen seemed a little special. Perhaps it was her friendliness, that smile that lightened her face then  spread to his. Slavik decided that she may have been coated in dark colors, but she was radiant. 

I’m Slavik, you? he asked, tipping his own head to the side in a similar manner that she had.