@fiadh-aich
Notelaih did like to seek out those new to town, but with his increasingly demanding new position, his own dreamlike state about the friendship - or more - he had with Bella seemingly in bounds, he hadn’t had the time in some weeks now to see what fresh faces had made their way to the town he very heavily considered his home - perhaps outside of the desert his own home. His eyes roamed the streets with a fondness, amusement turning them amber, the seeking gaze of an extravert. He spotted a creature who couldn’t have so easily missed his gaze before then, with fiery red hair and a curiosity to her.
He’d never been one for beating around the bush, his interest in those around him was one of the main reasons he hadn’t turned sour yet. As a semi-immortal, his final breath would be spend to send himself back to the desert he came from. But chaos kept him young and gave him boundless energy.
“Excuse me,” he said, tapping the stranger on her shoulder. “We have not met yet, I have a sense you are new to this place, or perhaps newly returned? Am I correct?”
