[Rosekitten]

This one was a chatterbox he thought to himself listening to her say what her name was though he made a mental note of it. He was a bit relived she wasn't going to just report him to the guards, he'd end up in a cell somewhere if not dead if she had done so, really he should have expected it seeing as she was trying to help him a few moments ago. "huh?" He questioned her asking him his age, what did that matter they were probably around the same age though by her size he'd guess she was younger, but he could always be wrong. "er... twelve.." He said continuing to look away from her even though she had moved to lean against the tree for the time being.

The silence after the question was a deserved one, she seemed to like talking. It was odd to him, he was raised thinking it was better to be unseen and heard. He wasn't paying her much mind when she spoke once more catching him off guard and causing his cheeks to flush a little in the process, he thanked his skin color for hiding most if not all of the discoloring. "My skin?" That was a odd thing to hear from anyone not that he seemed to mind her saying that but it was making him open up a little to her, it was hard to ignore her when she was chatting away.

"Most of us can... there's a few clans that cannot but they live in areas that don't require such skills" He didn't go into details on that though glancing at her he noticed she seemed to question what he had said so he decided to go on a little "Not all dark elves have the same color skin.. theres some in the northern regions that are said to ave dark blue instead of the coal color... also up there they have little need to see in the dark, but thats just what I've been told." He kind of wanted to one day see if that was true or not, surely she knew there were different types of light elves as well, some having tan skin while others had pale if not white skin compared.

After a few moments he fell silent again and seemed to think of what to say why was he bothering to entertain this girl? Then again what was it hurting. "your hair... it's.. I like it. The color I mean, it's not one you see a lot of." That sounded awkward, he almost wished he never bothered to hold small talk now. Though he was sure this conversation was going to be forced to end sooner or later .. the guards of her people would cross over this way eventually or someone from his side would take notice of this, either way was bad.