[Pleased with the fire, he moves back, noticing Kaspar's gesture - and of course, takes the invitation, sitting down in a cross-legged mimicry of the other right next to him. The warmth reminds him of simpler times, the crackle and smell of the wood lighting up his senses. He did this with his family, back in the day. How long has it been...?]
[The question makes him turn to the other (its so interesting, he thinks, to see the glow of the man's skin illuminated by natural flame, and its a beautiful sight of it's own) and he smiles, nodding.]
Sure. [He tilts his head.] Did you bring something?
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[The question makes him turn to the other (its so interesting, he thinks, to see the glow of the man's skin illuminated by natural flame, and its a beautiful sight of it's own) and he smiles, nodding.]
Sure. [He tilts his head.] Did you bring something?