Wapun Meadow before it all becomes the same old song

Hoping for someone from Ursus!

Florian lingers in the meadow long after Valdemar departs, newly depressed after their conversation. He'd had someone to share his travels with, once — but now he has nothing. He flops down on the ground, suddenly sick of pacing while he mopes but unwilling to find another activity to sustain his attention. Eventually he takes to chewing debris from between his toes, bloodying himself in some places when he gets too careless with his teeth. He'll feel bad about it later, but for now, he just wants to wallow in self-pity for awhile. Old habits die hard.