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The demeanour of the other somewhat perplexed him, but gave it no question.
He was too wrapped in his own thoughts to take the burden of the others. Not unless they were the same.

"Derg." He offered simply. He wouldn't speak more than he should. 
Derg felt as if he could already feel an alikeness to Velen. Perhaps that was why Derg thought him as different from other's he'd met in his life. 
He nodded curtly and stood, inclining his head to walk towards the borders. 
Two was always better than one, especially if you met something unsavory. 

In silence, they walked the coast -- at least unless Velen asked a question -- until Derg himself spoke up.
"What you thinking 'bout?" He knew to lend an ear and give nothing back was what some needed to feel some sense of sanity. Derg could at least do that unless prompted or compelled to give an answer. He didn't watch expectantly. Just asked like any other question and if no reply was given, well that would be that he supposed.