[She's right, there. Lingering on the beach isn't something he especially wishes to do, what with the glare of the light in his uncovered eyes and the daunting sight of so many things he's never had the opportunity to see before. The sand, the wide open sky, the vast expanse of water that moves and shifts in a disconcerting and almost predatory way; all of these are new to him. All of them unwanted.
He takes a step towards her, makes it clear that he's ready to be led away from here.]
Like a puzzle, then. What fun.
[There's something sardonic around the edges of his words, but he's quickly turning his attention to her question instead, sorting through responses. His is a complicated situation, and in all likeliness she'll be just as disappointed in him as she has been with others in the past. Still. He answers to the best of his ability.]
I believe so.
[It's vague, but his world is a vague and shadowy place, the city he hails from seemingly cut off from the outside world, or at least this is so from his perspective. His Mother tongue (ha ha) is Germanic, however, and so it seems a reasonable assumption to make.]
no subject
He takes a step towards her, makes it clear that he's ready to be led away from here.]
Like a puzzle, then. What fun.
[There's something sardonic around the edges of his words, but he's quickly turning his attention to her question instead, sorting through responses. His is a complicated situation, and in all likeliness she'll be just as disappointed in him as she has been with others in the past. Still. He answers to the best of his ability.]
I believe so.
[It's vague, but his world is a vague and shadowy place, the city he hails from seemingly cut off from the outside world, or at least this is so from his perspective. His Mother tongue (ha ha) is Germanic, however, and so it seems a reasonable assumption to make.]