Dreams Turn To Stardust (Zeloph, Cassair)

The air was cool and crisp, a good morning for a walk is what his grandmother had told him. He disagreed, but he went anyway. Along with a cloak he wore a scarf that covered his mouth and nose. It was a bit unseasonable for such a heavy scarf but if asked, he could claim he wore it to keep off the chill and that would hopefully be the end of it.

Zeloph hurriedly walked down the small path for no reason other than the fact that the faster he walked, the faster he could return home. He made sure to keep his eyes down, focused on his boots and the leaves that crunched beneath them. Just a minute ago he had decided to quicken his pace, which was ultimately a poor decision as not soon after he did, he ran straight into another person. Hard. But force was only enough to make the elf take a step back, so he quickly mumbled an apology before he could collect himself. When he finally did, he had taken another step back and his stance now an aggressive one. Zeloph relaxed slightly as he looked down and saw the child, but not by much.

"Sorry" he mumbled again, with a tad more sincerity then before.

He was about to say something about looking out where one was going, only to realize he was most likely the one at fault for this incident. After pondering that for a minute, he was about to just walk away because surely the child was fine---Oh. No. Not entirely fine. Uh oh. He looked around nervously, hoping no one had seen what had just happened, but also wishing the child had some sort of guardian around to console and help them up. Unfortunately it seemed that he did not. Zeloph took a deep breath and relaxed himself, the child was of no threat to him.

"Uhh are you alright..." he looked at the child and tried to think of something else to say. "I apologize, it was an accident." He made sure to speak quietly and calmly in hopes to assure him that he didn't mean any harm. After some consideration, Zeloph offered his hand for the child to grab.

Noticing the boy's lingering stare, the elf adjusted the scarf he wore more securely. He was sure it hadn't moved or fallen out of place, but why else would the boy have stared. He looked away from him, and his own stare fell back to the ground. Zeloph was again considering walking away since he had already apologized and helped him up - but now he had asked a question, and it would be rude to just leave...

He nodded, though he wasn't sure why the boy was apologizing now as well. "Yes, I'm okay. Thank you little one." And with that, Zeloph just stood there, not knowing what else to say or do.

Admittedly, the question did catch him off slightly off guard. Although wood elves were not at all common in this part of the world, being asked if you were from somewhere other than your hometown based on your appearance can be a bit disheartening. However that is something he would have to get used to, so he tried to make light of the situation. Plus, he was sure the child had asked only out of curiosity and had no ill intent.

"Tusa? No...Are you?" he asked jokingly.

Oh, he thought. Maybe that joke wasn't as funny as he originally thought...well it wasn't much of a joke anyways.
Zeloph smiled and laughed at Cassair's reactions. The poor child was getting so flustered, and it seemed like he was really trying to...make a good impression? Or perhaps he just wasn't used to talking to strangers, which was understandable. The elf's smile grew even wider at the compliment. "Thank you, I appreciate that. It's not very often that I'm complimented on my appearance." he also thought it was nice that the child had thought of his friend when he saw him, however he didn't say that of course.

He paused for a moment, suddenly remembering his manners. Zeloph bent at the waist, making a quick bow. "I apologize for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Zeloph." Another pause. He hadn't been aware of what the boy had been doing prior to their collision, however he could only assume he was going somewhere. "Though I hope I'm not keeping you from something, child?"