[He didn't know how long Nanaki had been here- given the fact that time itself appeared to be quite a stranger concept than what it had seemed before coming here- but there's come confidence behind his reassurance. In the few months he'd been here, no way back had presented itself. While not an impossibility, one appearing tomorrow or the day after seemed... unlikely.]
And you've people here. The one you mentioned, for instance.
[Upon finishing up with the hanging feeders, Vincent takes a few more steps along the woodland, looking back to him as the path opens up into a clearing, formed by a circle of trees. There, the pair might see a familiar face. It's the gigantic, horned beast Nanaki had convinced to escape those few weeks ago.
It lies on it's side within the clearing- surrounded by long grass and wildflowers- seemingly napping in the sunlight. A few lazy, contented flicks of it's tail both confirms that indeed, it is alive, and in the midst of a very pleasant experience.
...Nonchalance regarding the animals or not, Vincent can't help but feel somewhat... pleased the creature made it. Strangely pleased. Not that he shows anything of the sort. Instead, he merely indicates the creature.]
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[He didn't know how long Nanaki had been here- given the fact that time itself appeared to be quite a stranger concept than what it had seemed before coming here- but there's come confidence behind his reassurance. In the few months he'd been here, no way back had presented itself. While not an impossibility, one appearing tomorrow or the day after seemed... unlikely.]
And you've people here. The one you mentioned, for instance.
[Upon finishing up with the hanging feeders, Vincent takes a few more steps along the woodland, looking back to him as the path opens up into a clearing, formed by a circle of trees. There, the pair might see a familiar face. It's the gigantic, horned beast Nanaki had convinced to escape those few weeks ago.
It lies on it's side within the clearing- surrounded by long grass and wildflowers- seemingly napping in the sunlight. A few lazy, contented flicks of it's tail both confirms that indeed, it is alive, and in the midst of a very pleasant experience.
...Nonchalance regarding the animals or not, Vincent can't help but feel somewhat... pleased the creature made it. Strangely pleased. Not that he shows anything of the sort. Instead, he merely indicates the creature.]
How's that one doing?