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That was probably wise - moving on, keeping ahead of potential danger. Almost as soon as she mentiones this Larus dismissed the thought; there were vague smells here but so far no threats, and he trusted that any threat could be handled. How he trusted in that instinct was a mystery within itself... was he a warrior? Maybe. He wouldn't know until something tested that part of him.

When the stranger introduced herself he gave a little shrug; names flit through his mind. He opened his mouth but didn't immediately fashion words, a bit overwhelmed by this simple enough request. Eventually he did say, Larus. I think. Muddlig through his uncertainty. Been alone a long time... You? maybe if he engaged her in coversation she wouldn't notice the inherent gaps in his behavior.