"I never said you vere an idiot," he told her looking at her calmly. He never raised his voice at her or changed tones. He was simply just stating facts to her for the most part. "I vas just saying perhaps humans are not ze best to sell to. Zey are very closed minded and lost to ze vorld for tis reason. Zey vill alvays be behind for zat reason. Close minded and short lived are zey." The man didn't seem very interested in humans as a whole and in fact he wasn't. He was only concerned with one thing right now. It was like an urge. He couldn't explain it. It was something deep inside of him driving him forward. The closer the got, the more the urge seemed to burn within him. He would have to take care of those chores soon enough.
Her speaking about her hair dragged him from his thoughts... From his instants. He blinked as he came back into his senses and focused on her. He didn't really understand her issue. He kept his hair short. It made things easier for what he did. No one could grab it, and it was easy to manage. He wasn't a girl nor did he care that much about his hair. He'd style it at times, but for the most part he let it do it's own thing. He nodded though pretending to understand. "I am sure your hair vill be fine once ve get to my place," he told her. He was interested in this girl. It was so strange to just talk to a normal person. Someone who was free and allowed to do as they wished all the time without their mother interfering.
"So since you told me your name... I vill tell you mine. It's only fair. My name people most knov me by is Zaeren. Some call me Zae, but zose are few and far betveen," he told her. His bright blue eyes looked at her shook his head a bit. She was right. Her hair would be hard to manage. It was so long and full. He never thought of hair that way typically. But she had a lot and he was sure it'd be horrible if wet. "As for my offer, I vill make sure all sell vitin an hour. My vord is good. I assure you."
He didn't say how he'd make such a feat happen, but he would. He'd make sure all her pelts sold for good coin. He wanted to make sure she could get money that she seemed so interested in. He had money, but he didn't need pelts himself. He was so use to his lifestyle that really had hadn't needed anything in a while now. That came with age though. "Vas tere anyting you needed? Besides shelter?"
Her speaking about her hair dragged him from his thoughts... From his instants. He blinked as he came back into his senses and focused on her. He didn't really understand her issue. He kept his hair short. It made things easier for what he did. No one could grab it, and it was easy to manage. He wasn't a girl nor did he care that much about his hair. He'd style it at times, but for the most part he let it do it's own thing. He nodded though pretending to understand. "I am sure your hair vill be fine once ve get to my place," he told her. He was interested in this girl. It was so strange to just talk to a normal person. Someone who was free and allowed to do as they wished all the time without their mother interfering.
"So since you told me your name... I vill tell you mine. It's only fair. My name people most knov me by is Zaeren. Some call me Zae, but zose are few and far betveen," he told her. His bright blue eyes looked at her shook his head a bit. She was right. Her hair would be hard to manage. It was so long and full. He never thought of hair that way typically. But she had a lot and he was sure it'd be horrible if wet. "As for my offer, I vill make sure all sell vitin an hour. My vord is good. I assure you."
He didn't say how he'd make such a feat happen, but he would. He'd make sure all her pelts sold for good coin. He wanted to make sure she could get money that she seemed so interested in. He had money, but he didn't need pelts himself. He was so use to his lifestyle that really had hadn't needed anything in a while now. That came with age though. "Vas tere anyting you needed? Besides shelter?"
