Morningside Cuesta I Know Him

When the other had frowned, he'd assumed that he may have overstepped some unforeseeable boundary. No further questioning would go into it, and he'd been ready to dismiss that which had already left his mouth when the other had replied. He would be staying, for he'd nowhere else to go. That in itself had been curious, the wording seeming as if he was being forced to remain there, but Alastor did not question him. It was not his place to dig into a past that had no connections to his own, and so he'd dropped the subject with a final, "Hm." Luckily for him, he'd been able to transition into a slightly different topic.

"Do you not have anyone here that might house you?" asked the male. If he truly had nowhere to go and knew of no one that might take him in, then perhaps he'd be able to help. At least then his second avoidance of Silvertip would offer yet another positive moment; he'd be able to help someone out, which, to him, was a wonderful thing to do.