A soft "Mmm." lightly buzzed in nose as he watched the smile fade in favor of a more wilted disposition. Avery, no doubt the mount she'd lost, seemed more than just an convenience for her. Having nothing else to do, and finding it was probably best his body start moving before he was as immobile as the flower he'd first stooped to investigate, Doran's voice raised in breezy suggestion. "I'd be happy to take you where ever it is you have in mind. I'm no proper mount, but I imagine my legs might carry you a bit farther than your own." Though, he paused to offer her a solemn nod. "And there will be no snatching of any kind, I assure you."
He had no idea what she might want with a carver of bones, and it was more than enough to further pique his interests. The only carvers he'd ever been much acquainted with all lived in Vanora, so he kept their names to himself. There was no need, seeing as how he doubted Sinna had a plan to leave the city any time soon, and he had come with a specific plan in mind, for once, and wasn't quite ready to just toss it away. He rose to his feet, stretching his arms out to either side and kicking his legs free of their stiffness. With a smooth, slow gesture, he offered a hand for her to step onto if she had the mind for it. "And where might we be off to first?"
He had no idea what she might want with a carver of bones, and it was more than enough to further pique his interests. The only carvers he'd ever been much acquainted with all lived in Vanora, so he kept their names to himself. There was no need, seeing as how he doubted Sinna had a plan to leave the city any time soon, and he had come with a specific plan in mind, for once, and wasn't quite ready to just toss it away. He rose to his feet, stretching his arms out to either side and kicking his legs free of their stiffness. With a smooth, slow gesture, he offered a hand for her to step onto if she had the mind for it. "And where might we be off to first?"
