"Oh is that how it is?" Loki smiles faintly at the sisters teasing Khaishan. "I've known a few people like that in my day."
Not the least of which is his own brother, come to think of it.
As they go, Eindrid pushes his shades askew to look wide-eyed around them. His family lived close to the water, and though he cannot say so, he's more than a little familiar with the sight of sand and rock and waves. Agnarr is still quiet, a little jumpy around new people, but the sound of the wind and water is nice, and he finds himself focusing on that to the exclusion of the voices talking and laughing around him.
The girls, meanwhile, are more extroverted. "There are so many different people here!" Sigrid whispers to Una.
"Look at the boy with the cute cat ears! And a tail!" Una's excited, but Sigrid hushes her a little.
"They might not like you saying it that way!" She...privately agrees they're cute, though. The Lalafell are pretty adorable, too. You don't just call someone adorable until you're sure they're okay with that, though. Not if you want to make friends.
Agnarr gives a sigh of relief as they reach the quieter stretch, breaking into the first wide smile he's given thus far. Here the water and wind echo across the rocks and the white noise is soothing. Loki looks back at him and reaches to pat his shoulder gently with a free hand, nodding approval.
The new Au Ra get bubbly waves from the girls, but they don't offer curtseys until directly introduced to Zhentani. Loki recognizes a matriarch at once, and after a glance at Khaishan to make sure he's not stepping on any toes, he sets Eindrid on his feet and offers a bow to match his children's greeting.
"Loki Odinson, of Asgard," he says. "And my children, from oldest to youngest: Agnarr, Sigrid, Una, and Eindrid. We are in your debt. It's been a challenging few months for us all."
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Date: 2020-01-28 12:31 pm (UTC)Not the least of which is his own brother, come to think of it.
As they go, Eindrid pushes his shades askew to look wide-eyed around them. His family lived close to the water, and though he cannot say so, he's more than a little familiar with the sight of sand and rock and waves. Agnarr is still quiet, a little jumpy around new people, but the sound of the wind and water is nice, and he finds himself focusing on that to the exclusion of the voices talking and laughing around him.
The girls, meanwhile, are more extroverted. "There are so many different people here!" Sigrid whispers to Una.
"Look at the boy with the cute cat ears! And a tail!" Una's excited, but Sigrid hushes her a little.
"They might not like you saying it that way!" She...privately agrees they're cute, though. The Lalafell are pretty adorable, too. You don't just call someone adorable until you're sure they're okay with that, though. Not if you want to make friends.
Agnarr gives a sigh of relief as they reach the quieter stretch, breaking into the first wide smile he's given thus far. Here the water and wind echo across the rocks and the white noise is soothing. Loki looks back at him and reaches to pat his shoulder gently with a free hand, nodding approval.
The new Au Ra get bubbly waves from the girls, but they don't offer curtseys until directly introduced to Zhentani. Loki recognizes a matriarch at once, and after a glance at Khaishan to make sure he's not stepping on any toes, he sets Eindrid on his feet and offers a bow to match his children's greeting.
"Loki Odinson, of Asgard," he says. "And my children, from oldest to youngest: Agnarr, Sigrid, Una, and Eindrid. We are in your debt. It's been a challenging few months for us all."