That was simply it, wasn't? He had managed something.
He considers the strange events with a sour expression. Eyes pinched shut as more lines drew upon his brow. Goldenrod eyes open once more at the mention of a stream.
Hrmmmmm...It wasn't really an answer, but was an expression nonetheless. With a sharp inhale, Hawthornn stepped forward to join her.
A bath would work some wonders right about now.
Trying to wrap his head around his arrival was simply just walking him in circles. At the very least, there was someone in this strange new world that he knew.
