T
he Veil Nebula. Benedict frowns slightly, having not heard a being address itself with the since nobility in his own land. There it was 'I am The Archduke' followed by a name. A name was not a title. It stood to reason what he knew of this woman so far; she did not know basic social graces. It mattered not though. She seemed pleased he was conversing with her all the same.She even shortened her name. "A pleasure to meet you as well, Veil" Benedict replies to her words, his frown being replaced by a gentle smile. The mare did not seem to have a Court's scent on her. Perhaps one of the rare Vagabonds of this Novus? "I live in the Dusk Court" he adds this "for now." But what did he mean by that? Perhaps... it was simple. That Benedict would move on to a new Court when his time in Dusk felt done?
Or if he followed some one else to their Court. He did not believe this a capable thing right now, however. Dusk suited him fine - but it was like he said. For now. He swung his body away from the woman, viewing the sea. "I'm trying to find crafting materials. For clothing, weapons... Anything another needs" he chuckles softly "you are welcome to join me." He extends the offer to the woman. Stand here and chat, or come a bit closer... and walk with him.
Benedict could not afford to stand here all day if his aspiration was to be a Blacksmith. Though good company Veil was, he had set out on this beach to do something.
