BASTIEN
"It is..." Bastien paused, unsure of how to categorise Caido by those terms. "It is a land split up into different areas, which I suppose you may as well call countries." With portals to take them from place to place and a lot of the world still hidden away, it was difficult to draw definite border lines. It seemed like Arlo wasn't too interested in the answer anyway, a series of panicked words coming from the man; Bastien tried to forgive the mockery.
As Arlo said he couldn't eat, Bastien got his first good glimpse of the man's fangs: ah. Gently he shook his head, crouching down and opening his own mouth, pointing to his fangs. "My friend, you are like me. You will...need to eat, but not the food you are used to. We can discuss it in a moment, mm?" It was hard to lead a stranger into the 'you'll need to suck on my wrist and it'll get oddly sexual' talk, so he felt that was best left until they'd at least exchanged names.
"I have been in your position; moron or not, it is hard." He said understandingly. "I am Bastien De Rosieres. I arrived in this place not unlike you just have about two years ago."
As Arlo said he couldn't eat, Bastien got his first good glimpse of the man's fangs: ah. Gently he shook his head, crouching down and opening his own mouth, pointing to his fangs. "My friend, you are like me. You will...need to eat, but not the food you are used to. We can discuss it in a moment, mm?" It was hard to lead a stranger into the 'you'll need to suck on my wrist and it'll get oddly sexual' talk, so he felt that was best left until they'd at least exchanged names.
"I have been in your position; moron or not, it is hard." He said understandingly. "I am Bastien De Rosieres. I arrived in this place not unlike you just have about two years ago."
Still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
