Morningside Cuesta Soul Survivor

He had been consumed in the task at hand: collecting plants that could be utilized in most effective means. A task that required close attention and one he didn't exactly take lightly. He had never been much of a warrior, willing to try, but his skillset was mostly in that of understanding a plant and understanding how to take down prey. Perhaps hunting and battle should have been something that went hand in hand, but at the end of the day hunting was to provide life (ultimately) and war was to take life. The only thing he was particularly aggressive about was healing. He had a very straight forward demeanor about most things. 

 He had been so eveloped in his own thoughts that he was not aware he had been discovered. Eyes turned to seek the body that produced the words he heard and his ears fell back against his head. The motives of another were never truly understood at first sight and he didn't know what to think. He did sound a bit...tentative. Perhaps curious as to why Soleon appeared as he did. 

 "Soleon Mathias," His name came out quite matter-of-factly and his eyes remained unmoving. While this was a perfect stranger...Soleon couldn't help but spiral into a thousand questions (that he would never voice). 

 "You?" Soleon offered him a smile. That was the normal thing to do. He wasn't equipped to be quite as bubbly as the ones he had met before, but he was quite certain this was how normal conversation began. Honestly, he hoped this was a normal personality to get to know. The others had seemed to run off on him... Perhaps it had been a dangerous road afterall, "Do you need something?"