His attention was stuck to her, and he hung on to every word that she said. His visage was serious, but naturally had a hint of softness and eagerness to it. It was apparent he found this to be very of utmost importance.

”Amaris Callosum” he repeats softly under his breath. He listens and keeps his body still, the world quiet on this coming night. He nods every now and then, letting Dimitri know that he is listening to what she says. The male takes in that this land is called Mythris, and he resides now in the kingdom of Avon. His eyes widen a bit with their molten glow, a bit surprised to hear that others often awaken here.

”Mythis, and Kingdom of Avon. This one thanks you for allowing Duskbreaker upon your sacred land and home,” he says with a slight bow of his head. He nods fervently as Dimitri explains the laws here, and he almost seemed to mumble them on repeat to ensure he understood it. He frowned a bit though at the mention of the stars, his eyes flickering back upwards to them.

”These stars tell different stories, although similar. It will take me time to decipher the meaning of what this land has to say. What of this Avon, though? Does your land use a leader system, a collective system, or is it something else?” he asks curiously, knowing from the stories that there are many ways a land can be organized, and he did not want to assume anything.