Neverwinter Forest atlas and the cruel world

a blink is spared for the weight of those curious eyes, fascinated by the way he too had a blue hued gaze and yet unlike the crystalline stab of finín's icy look, there was an enthralling depth to the stormy writhe of azure fixed upon him. it was like nothing he'd ever seen before. the briefest of frowns presses dark lips as he casts a quick glance back to liliana, an amused hum rumbling forth at the cryptic response. it would have peeved him had he not noted the jibing intentions piggybacking on that statement, something he could wholly support whilst delighting in the serpentine curl to her lips as she prowled a little closer, an utter predator. finín would never have expected this in the slightest, it was a little thrilling as much as it was disorientating to realise he knew far less about his other siblings than he'd thought. 

he turns at the lilt of their unorthodox company, twisting an ear with a smooth smile. "haruki" an idly curious echo, tail flicking at his haunches. he didn't appreciate the way in which his own name was demanded, childish maybe considering the other had offered up his own first but nevertheless; he wished to feel more assured that he had the higher ground in his home. still, he's not entirely sure why he doesn't offer up his real name, instead dropping a casual "caine" to the air, the nickname gifted by his mama. it felt odd to speak aloud and yet strangely reassuring, as if it protected the finín of neverwinter from this ghostly boy and whatever his arrival might mean. 

eyes glint at liliana's pronouncement, brows arching as his grin grows more prominent. so they had some sort of history, and seemingly a rocky one? damn he was happy he'd decided to stay here, maybe this would be a turning point for him. coax him further back into the annoying childlike habits of thrusting your nose into everyone else's business. finding a dead body in one such intrusion really had put him off it for a while but this was great. he settled back on his haunches, watching quietly despite the clamour of wonders and questions writhing about; who was this pale boy and where on earth had he come from?