Silverlight Terrace no, they won't be home tonight

Not having a single clue about what she wanted out of him, he was content all in his own. But, it wasn't surprising she agreed. No you are definitely not alone there, he said with a big huff and a bit of a grimace. What is that about, I wonder... he said, having slowed up just a little bit then when thoughtfulness began to weigh more. Sure, he did not get out excessively often but most encounters were odd somehow, and not always thanks to  his fault—he always felt like it was him trying to figure out what was going on constantly, more than anything else, with answers few and far between.

Anyway, strangers were strange. He hadn't met enough of them to really have a good impression of any. So I don't know, hope the weird stuff out that way is at least kind of interesting, he said with a swing of his head towards the northwest, feeling safe to bank on something worth considering weird in that swatch of wilderness. Hopefully nothing bad, though. Just a good weird, if it had to be.