Wapun Meadow downtown

He was amusing. Charming, like Breccan, but more of a conversationalist. She decided she liked the sound of his voice despite how speedily he seemed to speak — and was shocked when he didn't give a name in return, an oddity on its own. But if he was starting over then that made sense. It was curious.

I'm travelling west, explained the nameless boy through his grin, and Ibis couldn't help but giggle softly at the predicament he was in. Well, so am I, she confirmed, so you could join me if you want? Oh - and my brother. He's around here somewhere -- she gave a cursory look around but didn't try too hard to find him; she was much too interested in this odd fellow.

Have you been this way before? We um -- we've only ever lived in this valley, but if you've seen anything cool I'd love to hear about it --- Her voice faltered, because she would've said his name there but he didn't apparently have one, and it wasn't something she was used to. Maybe if he could be of help as a guide or something, she could get to know him a little and return the favor by giving him a new name? It sounded like an awfully important responsibility in her mind, though.