Noctisardor Bypass Do you like it when I'm away?

For the short amount of time where Mateo would stare frightfully at the gargoyle's feet and pray he wasn't about to be chased off, the man would step a few paces away. The medic hesitated for a moment, dark eyes switching several times from the floor and the rising and falling of the man's chest, before slowly rising to his feet -- eyes still trained on the ground, and a tail wrapped cautiously around one of his back legs.

They'd speak up, in an accented voice that strangely hinted towards a calmed demenor despite earlier aggressions, and Mateo would speak up once again to explain himself. "Far west from here, but I'm n-not a native to these shores..."

He swolled "B-Bahía de Redfield..." then spoke the name of his previous home. Is that what he wanted to know?