Silver Creek riches reveler

Soleon wondered what had made Whimsy so...odd. She was certainly different. Was it past trauma or was it a massive lack of societal skills that had lacked development for far too long. How long had she been alone with only herself to entertain? Surely, that would drive one mad. Especially since they were creatures keen on audience with others. Perhaps she had witnessed the great loss of a companion or simply she had never had one. 

Perhaps he was thinking too far into something that was not his business. 

 "I like to think I'm quite lucky," He didn't know that to be entirely true, but he did know he felt good about helping her find what she had searched for. He heeded her advice and reached for the salmonberries before him. He was careful to watch for the stems as he plucked a single cluster from where it was suspended. The juice was not quite robust in flavor, but it was quite bountiful. Clearly they grew alongside the river and absorbed much water to become so full. He stared at Whimsy and offered her a smile, "What a great idea, they're wonderful," Hopefully his words would make her feel good about the day's endeavor.