Deepwood Weald 'cause you'll never find the answers

Marruz always had a place to be. That is, he always had a place in mind. So, while her question was perceptibly abrupt, he couldn't blame the woman for shutting him out so soon. He was, after all, of similar roots.

His own gaze mirrored her odd flash of the eye. He wanted to say, what makes you think so? but, upon swift recalculation, he decided instead a on a terse, "Always." For, despite his meager collection of months upon the earth, the boy was knowledgeable enough to take his cue.

"I'll be going then," and he was just as short in departure as in his own idiolect.