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       Although not the most effervescent or gregarious of individuals, he's certainly not averse to acquainting himself with others. Only, unwarranted belligerence isn't exactly alluring, and he has yet to familiarize with someone here who isn't so churlish. It makes the absence of his cherished companions that more noticeable. Still, vitalizing optimism remains alight within. Especially as he ponders the significant matter of nourishment. The statuesque woman before him at least APPEARS to be companionable.

The god took the statement poorly, perceiving it as a command that he should leave. “I figured if there was a problem with me being here, they’d send an official, not a twink.” He crossed his arms and looked away from the other. It was shaming to be read so easily, but Shade had desired insight on what made people so… social, so desperately driven to be familiar with one another. As he lacked a similar instinct–more like a lone jaguar than a pack-oriented wolf–the answers always evaded him.

                 Although not the epitome of incandescent sanguinity, he truly prefers to prevent defeatism from anchoring him in incertitude and similar sentiments that might prove detrimental. Already, an immeasurable weight rests upon his back, and he'll not be able to elude it eternally. For now, though, the venturesome male can pursue opportunities that might enliven and enlighten simultaneously. A place like this - seemingly designed to establish profound bonds 'tween those who intrepidly venture to it - is an ideal spot for seeking out such memorable experiences. Yet, why would an aloof pessimist like the enigmatic man before him travel this way?