Phantom Hollow They’re trying to find it in someone

Since the day I was born. He says.

Alduin finds humor in it. So he laughs. A rasping, crackling sort of noise, short and sweet, but elongated at the end. An open mouthed smile present for about a second and then he’s right back to that usual emotionless visage, but crimson eyes still old the touch of entertainment excised by the other’s words. 

“Mm, then perhaps you would join with another unfortunate man.” He hums, finally backing up from the meal to allow the other man to have a bite. “I’ve made home in a forest burnt to ash and soot. Sound appealing?” The last words are a purr as he drawls out the last syllable.