Whitefish River tonight i'll have a look and try to find my face again

'Oh,' Eve wants to parrot back. His warning belated for River has already noticed their presence. It makes sense, as Dawn has been here for quite some time and Dauntless has recently joined them.

Uh, yeah, of course. The Count gives a nervous grin, mismatched green eyes finally averting away from the silver male. He is curious, almost wants to pry, because if somehow he had been separated temporarily from Thistle he would have been leaping with joy and rushing off immediately to see her. Yet, he knows when he found River he was... alone, an outcast of sorts.

His story a mystery.

Eve wants to know, but can't bring himself to ask. So, uh, yeah. I... I'm gonna grab somethin' to eat. He wants to smack his head on a tree, because it isn't what he wanted to say. Despite his words, he stays still.