Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

wrap?

"Ah.. No." Orlaith definitely thought him as a weird guy. Harmless though, so she didn't hold him into intense investigation or agression like she had done to Memory. He simply followed along to what she said without a care and a smile to follow. It'd be cute if it wasn't for the fact he didn't look cute, which was strange. He held a deadly look, like a nightstalker, one of shades of the night and a red-hued eye. Yet, he acted..

Like a fairy? A puppy?

He seemed innocent, despite saying he can guard. She'd definitely have to test that for now, but he seemed busy with.. His ravens.

"See you." So Orlaith wouldn't disturb whatever strange ritual he was doing.