”It’s just a matter of time before he strikes.”
Nost laughed.
Well, they seem to be friendly people, I don't see a reason to not have a nice conversation.
He raised his face, smiling.
The awkward atmosphere was gone. It was now replaced by a more pally one, or at least he felt like it.
His gaze was directed to the young lady with the Sun Conure, and then said, with an amiable tone:
"So..."
He had never reached so far in a conversation lately.
He had lost practice, and he didn't know what to do next.
But before he could do or think of anything, he was distracted by a young man, about his age, a bit shorter than him, with an intimidating muscular build.
"M... may I help you, sir?" Nost asked as the brawny man approached the group.
By the time, he was analizing him, trying to figure out how could he possibly fight him, in case of an emergency.
Of course he could not think of anything, he had no idea of how to fight.
He just standed there, prepairing for whatever could happen, awaiting for an answer.