Vadim knew enough, at least, to hold his tongue and allow Maxence to speak with the Dawn Court representative who joined them. He also felt... odd, being included in Maxence's men. Quickly though he was distracted by the odd youth who bounced forward to meet them. The golden teke's own grin flashed in response to the youngster's, admiring the green scales- and noting the smudge of some kind of foodstuff on his shoulder.
The basket captured his attention a little, though most of his interest was in the people who had come to greet them. He didn't know much about the two stallions he traveled with- he knew something of Maxence, and he had worked alongside the blue stallion in the garden but they had not spoken, but none of them were exactly close. Still, the scents coming from the sweets were irresistable. "Thank you, Pan. I'm Vadim." He inclines his head to Somnus as well, but he is hesitant to address the palamino pegasus directly. A flash of envy and cautious interest is in his eyes in his brief glance over the Dawn Court's ambassador, then he turns his attention to the basket as Maxence nudges it closer.
Delicately he plucks a sweet from the selection. Blue eyes widen in surprise at the sharp sweetness and the tang of apple, the queer texture of it on his tongue as he worries the treat in his mouth until it is nothing but a memory of flavor still coating his tongue. "That's incredible! The Dawn Court has outdone themselves."
The music on the air makes his hooves shift, tapping into the ground in an echo of the melody. He is in fine spirits, and things nothing of the compliment he pays. Maxence's response to where their from earns a light, musical laugh from the white-faced stallion, eyes dancing as he looks over to his Solterran companions. "What shall we do first?"
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