[His eyes widen as he watches her-- it's not the first time he's seen magic, though it's still been a recent sort of experience for him, and it never fails to impress, even if there's no time for him to stop and stare at the moment.]

I'm--

[He cuts himself off as they head into the alley, pushing himself to keep up with her. What had he been doing there?]

I'm kind of-- new? [In town, to say the very least. He's so blatantly Shadowkind it almost hurts.] I came from a refugee camp, I was just trying to find my way around-- passing through, really--

[Looking for my friends, though he can't bring himself to say it aloud. If they didn't come here together, he knows there's no guarantee he'll find them at all, but he's hopeful. He's always hopeful.]