Totoka River I'm a troubled man

Distracted from reality, sunny head whips towards the voice which shatters silence. A female- younger than himself, a little- but a female all the same. And even as he knows that the women here are different than the Neredies, he instinctively shrinks in his skin. Eyes dart back and forth for escape routes and perhaps he trembles a bit under her gaze. 

Breathing a deep breath, he calms himself. Assuring himself that she thinks she's his equal, that he's more than his genitals. "No, I'm not from here." he answers simply, the common language feeling strange upon a toungue that has spoken the language of the women for so long.