#espadadeazul

“Slick moves there, kid.” Settled up in a tree for look out, he had stumbled upon, from the wardrobe, soldier, dancing. It was a spectacle to say the least since most men were worried about dancing without a woman at their side to cover their reasons. Part of the reason his worry might have been non-existent was the assumption he was alone, though. Python was ruining that now as he applauded. “Never seen a dancing style like that in these parts. Where you from?” 

hes beauty, hes grace...

“Ya think so? Personally I don’t think it’d be that simple. Not really the type that seeks out new things, after all.” An interesting way to start the conversation though. He was sure that his other buddies, ones more seeded in these deep discussions than he personally was, would enjoy the kid. Not that he didn’t, but he was much simpler with his words by choice. He didn’t need anything elegant to express his feelings, nor was he that graceful with such fillers. “I’m pretty content where I’m at. A different life sounds like too much to bother with.”