[A humored chuckle escapes Augustine once he catches the man's gaze. He smiles up at the little human before turning his attention back towards the old altar. If this church was truly a place of worship, then which deity did the practitioners prayed to? That's the question plagues him as he gently runs his finger against the dusty surface.
This place hasn't seen a practitioner in years but why? Why leave this place abandoned like this for so long? He lets out a thoughtful hum as he examines the altar for any notable clues. However, he pauses momentarily when the mousy man from the balcony speaks.]
Not particularly.
[He answers before glancing up again. His fierce red gaze softens somewhat once he sees that look of worry upon the mortal's face.]
Ah, forgive me for barging in like this. Curiosity and all that.
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This place hasn't seen a practitioner in years but why? Why leave this place abandoned like this for so long? He lets out a thoughtful hum as he examines the altar for any notable clues. However, he pauses momentarily when the mousy man from the balcony speaks.]
Not particularly.
[He answers before glancing up again. His fierce red gaze softens somewhat once he sees that look of worry upon the mortal's face.]
Ah, forgive me for barging in like this. Curiosity and all that.