Barrow Fields Open Up Your Eyes

In a similar fashion as before, the undisciplined youth gave a few halfhearted blinks at the male's warm introduction and calm demeanor before glancing off in the distance at some unimportant distraction that had momentarily caught his attention. The questions, while heard, went largely ignored. He did however turn back towards the curious man for a brief moment before spinning on his heels and heading off in the direction of his empty admirable pit of wannabe bones.

He took only a beat to glance over his shoulder and check if the older man was following, offering a few encouraging wags of his tail should he not be, before continuing on. After a minute or two of walking he came upon the not-so-magnificent hole in the ground and proceeded to glance in, as if hoping the bones would have magically appeared while he'd been away.