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[Color=mediumpurple]Time:[/color] Evening
[Color=mediumpurple]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[Color=mediumpurple]Interaction:[/color] [@13org] Ayita
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[Color=mediumpurple][i]Only Florida? Tampa isn't THE destination, but people at least know of it. Maybe… Maybe the reservations really shelter their people.[/i][/color] Darius has matched Ayita's bewilderment as he led them in slow gentle sway. He was so invested in speaking to her, he couldn't concentrate on dancing. Her next words were heavy with seriousness and her piercing eyes only helped in laying on some additional pressure. Darius almost found it intense, shouldn't this conversation be just that. The two of them had been lost in a strange world with fantastical creatures for half a month. If he was her first human as she were his, then how could this not be intense.

[Color=darkgray][i]Tell her Darius. Tell her the truth.[/i][/color] Malgormuun pushed and again Darius matched Ayita's piercing eyes with his own.

[Color=mediumpurple]"I side with us. Our people… It's why I'm looking for as many of us as I can. I have a way to get back home, back to our lives. No one has to get hunted or fight in some war they don't have a stake in."[/color] Darius answered and gave a nod. [Color=mediumpurple]"So what do you say?"[/color] He wanted her to accept his offer. He wanted this moment to be as he imagined it could be.