Chimera Fields Falling in Reverse

He would indeed be brought to the attention of another. She called out gently and Collision rolled his legs beneath him and raised his head above the willowy blades of grass. Not too terribly far away he could see the floating head of a woman. Comically enough, the thought of two floating heads was enough for Collision to smile to himself. Humor wasn't something he was often capable of giving--or honestly receiving. 

 "Oh hello," He called out. She hadn't progressed any further (likely with good reason) they were strangers to one another with unbeknownst intentions. Legs began to move him forward at a leisurely saunter and he hoped she would stay where she was. Company was happily sought after. He would even go as far to say it were valued in a land where he knew practically no one. Loneliness was not a feeling he had ever admitted to, but in his admittance of late it was not a feeling he had ever been accustomed to.