Two Rivers Isle And in faith, he leapt.

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The Phantom listened with ease- he was much more mastered at listening than he was being a conversational partner so he thought. It helped you learn so much more, knowing what you were up against...but in this case, he was growing comfortable with the company he was among. 
The snort came, and the Keep Watcher did absolutely nothing to stop it. "You'd think them no more silly than tripping over a branch, but I tend to beat myself up more over something so minial. I'd join packs, and they'd just up and either disappear in the middle of the night, or they'd disband- then tried to find and assassinate an uncle of mine, whom I just recently found out already died." Too much information- too much, his brain growled. But what was the point of opening up if he only allowed one to do so, and not himself? This was the topic they were on...it wasn't detrimental to the Family, he rationalized. So he forgave himself just as quickly as he had condemned himself. 

Turning back to the brunette male, Cry tried to recap through their conversation, but it seemed they hadn't even exchanged names. "I'm Cry, by the way."