[And yet Hythlodaeus hasn't met this facet of Solus' life yet.]
Ah, my thanks.
[He takes a bite out of the apple that is so big that he definitely gets some core, but doesn't seem to notice or care. Crumch. They almost look like they could be related, he locks his gaze with Estinien's, feeling endlessly curious.]
What would your name be, kind stranger? [He rights his posture. A foot shorter isn't so bad. It's actually quite remarkable to him. Look at these tall white haired guys standing together. They garner stares.]
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Ah, my thanks.
[He takes a bite out of the apple that is so big that he definitely gets some core, but doesn't seem to notice or care. Crumch. They almost look like they could be related, he locks his gaze with Estinien's, feeling endlessly curious.]
What would your name be, kind stranger? [He rights his posture. A foot shorter isn't so bad. It's actually quite remarkable to him. Look at these tall white haired guys standing together. They garner stares.]