Her ocean blue eyes glowed as she seen the night sky darken into black pigment and sparkle with little spots of shimmering stars. Smalls mile crept upon her pink lips as she stared up at the sky. she looked forward in her path as she saw a man, whom she has never seen before. In clothing that she never imagine someone in Neverland would wear. "Hello? Who are you?" She asked bluntly.
Wandering was the only thing that felt logical at this point in this odd time. Sherlock’s feet meshed with the soil under each step. The ground is moist and fresh of rainfall. There would be a source of food and shelter at some point. Right now, he had a lot to look over and think through. Pulling at the neck of his collar, Sherlock moved around with grave caution. He was unsure what he was forced into, but he was here. Might as well work a way around it.
There was a noise- something sudden that snagged his attention from his surroundings and aimed to a young woman who’s eyes met with his own. His muscles tensed and his eyes narrowed. Was she trying to sneak up on him? To get the best of him? Nostrils flared, the man looked to the woman. His expression seemed calm to the naked eye, but to the trained glare, it was obvious he was ready to react and take action if need be. No. No all she did was ask a very familiar question. Letting out a silent breath, Sherlock moved to reply.
"My… My name is Sherlock and I am rather busy right now. So if you please.." His eyes rolled as he glanced past her. He would be more polite once he gains more answers. No- wait. What was he doing? Sherlock forced his eyes back to the woman and played on a little persona. "May I ask who you are?" His body motioned a little less stiffened. If he were to gain some information, he might as well be a little nicer, maybe.
