is this a natural feeling or is it just me bleeding?
He wanted to better himself in fitting in here, so observing even these small things like those little reactions mattered to him. He was keeping an eye on what he could, wanting to assimilate into the culture and learn from it. This could help him become a better medic, and be more approachable to those that might eventually seek his assistance. That was half the point of his taken job, wasn't it? Having a good bedside manner was crucial in this kind of work. Lasairian took that responsibility seriously, and wanted to present the fact that he did. He also wanted others to feel safe around him, even in conditions like this, where it was not so easy to see what was out there.
When the mare spoke in response to his greeting, Lasairian's gaze was thoughtful over the manner she spoke, but not at all put off from it. There hadn't been any he knew of here to speak that way, but that didn't hinder him when he had known some to speak in that manner at the Bheo, as if still clinging to the past in which they had been prevalent in. Those that had stopped going out into the world or refused to change with the times. Lasairian isn't sure he can blame them for it, as even he did not wish to go until he felt he absolutely had to. That was why he had found his way here, after all. Pushed to it, though he was at ease with the choice by now.
He shakes his head as if to show her that there is nothing to pardon, offering a light smile her way instead. She gave her name to him, and told him that she was a squarer -- he had to quirk an eyebrow at that for a moment, brief as it was -- then she was saying it was officially a soldier, which made more sense to Lasairian. Therefore, he nodded to her, storing away this information. Knowing it was only polite to give his name and rank, Lasairian does so, "I am Lasairian, a medic," he spoke up to her, giving no other information on it, since she had not given more either. He could, however, give a reason for being out here, so she knew he wasn't intending to be a creeper, "I was headed towards the library, though maybe a bit off the normally beaten path," he added lightly.
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