Thief of Words
Archivist for Hire
The now-towering creature crouched when speaking to Samatsu, placing itself at her own eye-level. It didn't know why it did so. The action simply seemed the thing to do. It listened to her words very carefully, then turned to look first in one direction followed by another before turning its red-eyed gaze back upon Samatsu. "Northern direction? Which direction Northern?" Scuffing idle swirls and scrawl into the ground beneath their feat as it waited, it piped in with an inquisitive tilt of its head, "What honor? Can eat?"