[b][Park Entrance - East][/b] (Alba, Cecil)

Alba viewed the occasional flowers as he slowly trod along the path, occasionally stopping to appreciate the finer details. Hailing from a land of harsh cold, such strong greenery were unusual for him. Not to the point where it dulled his senses, however. The rhythmic tapping of his stick ended with a louder, more punctuated tap that would've scared nearby birds; He then turned around, facing Cecil's general direction, "Young man, it is rude to sneak up on an old man with a weak heart." he said, his voice slightly louder than normal. His expression stayed neutral, as if intending to not threaten the other man.