Qeya River Through the endless daydream

Boy, this guy was awkward. He seemed unsure about everything that came from his mouth. Peaceful, zat is good. He hummed quietly. Might I 'ear of ze trouble-makers? He questioned, feeling it would be a good idea to steer away, and continued, I donnae 'ave goals 'ere... He sighed. Only lost a little bird dear to me 'eart. He shook his dark head slightly to himself at the thought, gaze falling, willing his emotions back into a pit. 

Golden gaze moved up to the boy again, forcing a small smile to lighten his shadowed face. Ye can tell me vhatever you vish, lad. And ve vill see, if I pursue. He chuckled in a slight tease, wondering where this kid might direct him. He smelled of pack; perhaps this would be the boy's first attempt at recruitment- or maybe he had something different in mind.