It might be a bit much, but it was the easiest way to reach this location.
[And the safest security in case anything did go wrong. But he’ll keep that information to himself. Meeting and learning about this man are more important topics to go on.
Shiro notes the other’s movements just as well. They have purpose to them, deliberately done to act more human than reptilian. Only more proof that this man had once been exactly that. He wonders what happened to him, if it was by choice or not, and if there is some way to help him, perhaps return him back to normal. A black brow quirks upward as that serpentine tongue slithers out into the air, tasting it the same way a snake does. Shiro definitely doesn’t look intimidated at all. Mostly curious. He’s been around a lot of aliens and some have some… interesting ways to greet people.]
I’ll keep close to you. [He does exactly that, moving up to the reptilian man, well within his arm’s reach (and his tail). The little huff and snicker give him one more human quality and Shiro glances at the long, lizard-like appendage.] If I start to fall behind, I’ll do that.
[Unlikely though. He may not have his paladin armor with him—for similar reason of not wanting to appear a threat to the other man—but still has a decent hunting and tracking prowess. His thoughts about the mansion, however, are answered by mentions of long halls, an eternity within them, and the mysterious indication of the exterior versus the interior not matching.]
As in magic or an alternate dimension?
[More than a year ago, he would’ve dismissed such notions. Now, however, he fully believes in both and accepts it without a second glance. He keeps pace with the other man, his interest in him gradually and steadily pushing away the wariness he has regarding the mansion. Sure, he’ll still be on guard, but rather than just for himself, he’s keeping an eye out for his companion as well. Protective.
Shiro takes the right with him, boots sure on the ground.]
No one deserves to be trapped. Not even you. Maybe there’s a way I can help. Even if it’s just getting you a more reliable communication device.
[Though he knows even now that he wants to do more for this Hunter than simply give him a sturdy phone. Still, Shiro’s not a naïve person. There may well be a reason that this man is trapped here. But he’ll give him the benefit of the doubt unless proven otherwise.]
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Date: 2020-09-06 05:55 pm (UTC)[And the safest security in case anything did go wrong. But he’ll keep that information to himself. Meeting and learning about this man are more important topics to go on.
Shiro notes the other’s movements just as well. They have purpose to them, deliberately done to act more human than reptilian. Only more proof that this man had once been exactly that. He wonders what happened to him, if it was by choice or not, and if there is some way to help him, perhaps return him back to normal. A black brow quirks upward as that serpentine tongue slithers out into the air, tasting it the same way a snake does. Shiro definitely doesn’t look intimidated at all. Mostly curious. He’s been around a lot of aliens and some have some… interesting ways to greet people.]
I’ll keep close to you. [He does exactly that, moving up to the reptilian man, well within his arm’s reach (and his tail). The little huff and snicker give him one more human quality and Shiro glances at the long, lizard-like appendage.] If I start to fall behind, I’ll do that.
[Unlikely though. He may not have his paladin armor with him—for similar reason of not wanting to appear a threat to the other man—but still has a decent hunting and tracking prowess. His thoughts about the mansion, however, are answered by mentions of long halls, an eternity within them, and the mysterious indication of the exterior versus the interior not matching.]
As in magic or an alternate dimension?
[More than a year ago, he would’ve dismissed such notions. Now, however, he fully believes in both and accepts it without a second glance. He keeps pace with the other man, his interest in him gradually and steadily pushing away the wariness he has regarding the mansion. Sure, he’ll still be on guard, but rather than just for himself, he’s keeping an eye out for his companion as well. Protective.
Shiro takes the right with him, boots sure on the ground.]
No one deserves to be trapped. Not even you. Maybe there’s a way I can help. Even if it’s just getting you a more reliable communication device.
[Though he knows even now that he wants to do more for this Hunter than simply give him a sturdy phone. Still, Shiro’s not a naïve person. There may well be a reason that this man is trapped here. But he’ll give him the benefit of the doubt unless proven otherwise.]