18.Feb.12, 12:03 AM
Talian stopped short as his name reached his ears. He spun around, quickly locating Eri. As weighed down a he felt, the sight of his friend put a smile on his face. "Erisi!" he called back. Loud vocals sounded awkward and unnatural coming from the typically quiet young man.
He waited for Erisi to catch up before he continued walking. "I didn't expect to see you out here," he said as he thrust his hands in his pockets. Just having Erisi around perked him up a bit, though his fatigue and dreary attitude were still more or less transparent. Most importantly, Eri's presence sent a pang of guilt through the healer. Maybe this was a bad idea.
Perspective. He couldn't settle on a perspective. He decided to continue walking and thinking about the specifics later. Who knew, maybe something would change his mind. For now, he could at least look for what he needed.
Indecisive but happy for the company, he slowed his pace to match Eri's and sighed. "How are you?" he asked. He offered one of his meatrolls to his companion. Eri was a kindred sprirt in a lot of ways. The harper didn't encourage Tal to assimilate or change. He understood what it was like to feel like a prisoner at Katila, held against his will with no hope of escape. In a way, Eri was a good model as well. His attitude was admittedly a little gruff, but Eri was adapting better than Talian was. That wasn't hard and Erisi's 'adaptation' wasn't the beat example, but it was a blend that Talian could relate to.
Talian looked forward towards the forest. He liked the shade and the cool autumn breeze. It was relaxing.
He waited for Erisi to catch up before he continued walking. "I didn't expect to see you out here," he said as he thrust his hands in his pockets. Just having Erisi around perked him up a bit, though his fatigue and dreary attitude were still more or less transparent. Most importantly, Eri's presence sent a pang of guilt through the healer. Maybe this was a bad idea.
Perspective. He couldn't settle on a perspective. He decided to continue walking and thinking about the specifics later. Who knew, maybe something would change his mind. For now, he could at least look for what he needed.
Indecisive but happy for the company, he slowed his pace to match Eri's and sighed. "How are you?" he asked. He offered one of his meatrolls to his companion. Eri was a kindred sprirt in a lot of ways. The harper didn't encourage Tal to assimilate or change. He understood what it was like to feel like a prisoner at Katila, held against his will with no hope of escape. In a way, Eri was a good model as well. His attitude was admittedly a little gruff, but Eri was adapting better than Talian was. That wasn't hard and Erisi's 'adaptation' wasn't the beat example, but it was a blend that Talian could relate to.
Talian looked forward towards the forest. He liked the shade and the cool autumn breeze. It was relaxing.