With Dorian heading off Vendril seemed to think on the matter, placing the glass on the counter as he appeared visibly in deep thought both in posture and appearance. Though as he had to admit he didn’t think he had it in him to talk about it, for some reason it felt like Dorian either knew already or that he was just easy to talk to. Though for the future he has to be careful about letting slip anything about his life.

[@Marmalised Junk][@Katakuri]

Speaking of which he wasn’t expecting company so soon, his eyes shifting in the direction of the individual speaking to him. Raising an eyebrow at their appearance, they certainly were different given their pigment of skin.. In fact he was curious if they were a phantom or sorts but he knew better than to ask. But he wouldn’t be rude if one speaks to him, so he’d turn in place to face them while placing his hands in his lap as he cracks just enough of a smile. “[color=goldenrod]Oh?[/color]” Looking to the individual he was with as Vendril chuckles for just a moment before continuing. “[color=goldenrod]I’m quite fine but thank you, just reliving memories of the past. Nothing to worry about.[/color]”

Holding up his tea to the pair as a toasting like show before taking a sip himself, it was an interesting pair to be sure. The girl seemed rather young but he sensed there was something else there, besides that her looks gave away that she at least was fae raised if not born. Placing his tea on the counter as his eyes glance between the two. “[color=goldenrod]Curious pairing. Anyway, formalities first, my name is Vendril, Sir Vendril. And your names are?[/color]”