Dawnlark Plains I'll see what tomorrow brings

A singular nod was given in reply to both questions that were asked, glad that he would not need to explain what lichen was anymore than he already had, feeling that he did not need to clarify. Even if it was not exactly what he sought, it would be better than nothing. And better than that was the earth-colored woman's offer to help. He wondered, briefly, if there was something she sought in return, though he did not doubt it would come to light if that turned out to be the case.

This one is Stjörnuáti. He said, by way of introduction, before he turned to the boulder that he stood beside once more and began to circle it, peering at its base before jumping smoothly to the top of it to see if there was something here that he had not spied from the ground. What will this one call you? He asked, attention cast to the grounds beyond where they stood.