Moonsong Glacier in the dark of the moon

"I'll say," 

The man's comment was answered with a light, ashamed chuckle. His ears batted out, as if in an apology and he meandered toward the other man, head low. How stupid he must have seemed at the meeting- not knowing that Ariadne had another name, and that she was the one who had purposefully wandered off. "Sorry if I seemed like kind of a dunce..." He shrugged, offering a guilty smile. "I only knew her as Ariadne- and what's with-" 

He stopped suddenly, when Dutch's words registered in his brain, a moment after they had been spoken. He blinked in surprise, taken aback by the request to speak about himself. He rolled his shoulders and bobbed his head thoughtfully from side to side. "Oh, uhm. Not much to say, really-" He admitted, regarding the man with fond sincerity. "I'm nothing special, really; though I do take an interest in medical technology, and, er-" A sheepish roll of his shoulders. "Ornithology. Which- I really must speak to that young guardian; I'm keen to know more about how she seems to have tamed that lovely hawk," He said. He chuckled. "I'm, well, I guess- what you could call a bit of a 'birdbrain.'"