the centuries fade below my feet

With a cool look at the warm coated male, the sharp black and white contrasted roman studied his company. Was there something he desired? Something that Lucius could offer? A bit of superiority trickled into his mind, yet he did not let it get the best of him.
Though the effort was tremendous for such.

"Yea, I'm a traveler, but I don't have anywhere to stay permanently. I dont even know these lands."

Lucius listened to the fellow man's second question, the glint becoming more apparent in his unusually high bight blue eyes.

"Yea, I'm currently searching for a place. Why?"