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His guide allowed Azreal to enter the elevator first, and the golden eyed male did not waste the gesture, giving her a nod as he passed her by. Once inside and joined by Ashrun, he noted quickly how cramped a space it was to share between the pair. Azreal gave her room to stand by leaning against a wall, but that only went so far. The doors closed, and with a shake of the box, the two were on their way downward. Without anywhere else to focus his gaze rest on Ashrun, whom seemed quite intent at burning a hole into the floor tiles with her oculars as though with a power he had yet to witness. If he were truly here to strike her down, then this was a key opportunity. Half of the forms at his disposal could make short work without a ready way out of their current confinement. Azreal did not of course; contrary to the belief of several galactic policing agencies he was not evil, or without morals. While many of his methods were underhanded, and while he was undoubtedly a killer, everything he did in life had a beginning and an end; there was purpose to all of his actions, a plan in motion.
When her periwinkle hues met his shimmering pools Azreal was somewhat unprepared, thinking she would stay lost in her own thoughts for a longer spell. Instead she'd lean towards him, and he found himself with a strange feeling that he attributed to a sort of fight or flight response, danger in a sense he wasn't used to. There was a softer sort of smile on his features after finally receiving a designation to call her by. In the back of his mind he wondered the cause for the sudden change, though he placed credit to the two having reached a safe area on this seemingly harsh planet. "<font color="d4a017]Alitay..tial Rehlay...sahde...leoh Elahsong[/font]" Spoken moments after in a muted voice, Ashrun's name was far from impossible for him to pronounce, but most certainly did he take his time in running the numerous syllables over his tongue. Less than melodic did it sound than when it came from the originator. Again, it was perhaps the accent, or just the way Azreal spoke in a contemplative, precise manner. While he did not doubt the probability in him rapidly learning how to speak her given name, likely he would choose Ashrun for the sake of simplicity.
In regards to clothing, he was pleased at the notion of having a proper garb to dress in the sweltering heat on the surface. He'd adapt given a few weeks, surely, but this was not a solution that would help in the here and now. "<font color="d4a017]I'll wear a loin cloth if I have to, anything but my suit at this point. If your brother had anything left behind, It'll do it until you can throw something together that fits, happily in fact.[/font]"
From there he fell silent with a low chuckle at the thought of prowling around with merely a strip of fabric around his waist. Azreal appreciated all of this, he truly did, though the woman had no long standing relationship to judge him on. She'd understand how to gauge the emotions he displayed behind a mask eventually. Lights from the console she had activated were not gone unnoticed by Azreal. When she had mentioned going underground, he did not expect being brought down into the depths of the cave network. When he actually had a chance to see out of the lift with the entrance opening up he didn't hesitate in stepping just outside into the more spacious room. That glass frame caught his attention next, the shifter putting himself up to it in order taking in the expansive view it provided. "<font color="d4a017]It doesn't seem to be the most advanced, but certainly more so than trees and undergrowth of the jungle.[/font]" Color Azreal impressed. If he had to be stranded, down here would be appealing over a makeshift fort of branches and leaves. What he said like before was for himself instead of Aliteetal, and he knew it was rude, but it was better than keeping said notions in his head the whole time. Instead he moved onward to learn more about his companion instead of his surroundings, at least for right now. "<font color="d4a017]Why are you alone now then? What happened to your family?[/font]" The question was a powerful one, and in his heart he believed he had the answer even if she choose not to give it. Sad was it to have no one, but then he himself was in a similar situation, though one of his own making, and choosing for that matter. Honestly, her entire scenario thus far sounded rather tragic.
His guide allowed Azreal to enter the elevator first, and the golden eyed male did not waste the gesture, giving her a nod as he passed her by. Once inside and joined by Ashrun, he noted quickly how cramped a space it was to share between the pair. Azreal gave her room to stand by leaning against a wall, but that only went so far. The doors closed, and with a shake of the box, the two were on their way downward. Without anywhere else to focus his gaze rest on Ashrun, whom seemed quite intent at burning a hole into the floor tiles with her oculars as though with a power he had yet to witness. If he were truly here to strike her down, then this was a key opportunity. Half of the forms at his disposal could make short work without a ready way out of their current confinement. Azreal did not of course; contrary to the belief of several galactic policing agencies he was not evil, or without morals. While many of his methods were underhanded, and while he was undoubtedly a killer, everything he did in life had a beginning and an end; there was purpose to all of his actions, a plan in motion.
When her periwinkle hues met his shimmering pools Azreal was somewhat unprepared, thinking she would stay lost in her own thoughts for a longer spell. Instead she'd lean towards him, and he found himself with a strange feeling that he attributed to a sort of fight or flight response, danger in a sense he wasn't used to. There was a softer sort of smile on his features after finally receiving a designation to call her by. In the back of his mind he wondered the cause for the sudden change, though he placed credit to the two having reached a safe area on this seemingly harsh planet. "<font color="d4a017]Alitay..tial Rehlay...sahde...leoh Elahsong[/font]" Spoken moments after in a muted voice, Ashrun's name was far from impossible for him to pronounce, but most certainly did he take his time in running the numerous syllables over his tongue. Less than melodic did it sound than when it came from the originator. Again, it was perhaps the accent, or just the way Azreal spoke in a contemplative, precise manner. While he did not doubt the probability in him rapidly learning how to speak her given name, likely he would choose Ashrun for the sake of simplicity.
In regards to clothing, he was pleased at the notion of having a proper garb to dress in the sweltering heat on the surface. He'd adapt given a few weeks, surely, but this was not a solution that would help in the here and now. "<font color="d4a017]I'll wear a loin cloth if I have to, anything but my suit at this point. If your brother had anything left behind, It'll do it until you can throw something together that fits, happily in fact.[/font]"
From there he fell silent with a low chuckle at the thought of prowling around with merely a strip of fabric around his waist. Azreal appreciated all of this, he truly did, though the woman had no long standing relationship to judge him on. She'd understand how to gauge the emotions he displayed behind a mask eventually. Lights from the console she had activated were not gone unnoticed by Azreal. When she had mentioned going underground, he did not expect being brought down into the depths of the cave network. When he actually had a chance to see out of the lift with the entrance opening up he didn't hesitate in stepping just outside into the more spacious room. That glass frame caught his attention next, the shifter putting himself up to it in order taking in the expansive view it provided. "<font color="d4a017]It doesn't seem to be the most advanced, but certainly more so than trees and undergrowth of the jungle.[/font]" Color Azreal impressed. If he had to be stranded, down here would be appealing over a makeshift fort of branches and leaves. What he said like before was for himself instead of Aliteetal, and he knew it was rude, but it was better than keeping said notions in his head the whole time. Instead he moved onward to learn more about his companion instead of his surroundings, at least for right now. "<font color="d4a017]Why are you alone now then? What happened to your family?[/font]" The question was a powerful one, and in his heart he believed he had the answer even if she choose not to give it. Sad was it to have no one, but then he himself was in a similar situation, though one of his own making, and choosing for that matter. Honestly, her entire scenario thus far sounded rather tragic.
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