YOU WOULD PRAY FOR HIM | handpan

[roan ;]

For a moment, the sage was confused by the blank look that crossed Georgia's face when she looked towards him. Then, he remembered that they hadn't properly been introduced, and he felt embarrassed heat bubbling up beneath his fur. He had learned of her name through Michael, and it hadn't even occurred to him that he hadn't been getting out much as of late. His general reclusiveness had come back to bite him, as it seemed to have an unfortunate habit of doing. Shifting a little bit on his paws, an awkward smile pulled at Roan's muzzle as he spoke, "Ah... sorry, sorry. Michael told me your name... he's my uncle." He then introduced himself, claws briefly digging into the soft ground below, "My name is Roan Ó Foaláin-Roux. I'm Roxie's son, and the group's sage. It's nice to properly meet you... without having you come to me with injuries." He chuckled a bit at that, although it was accompanied by a wince. It really did seem as though he was meeting far too many people that way, at least these days.

He then focused his attention on the handpan, a paw reaching out curiously to gently press the pads of his foot against it. He mumbled softly, seeming intrigued by the instrument, "An inverted steel drum, huh? Sounds nice... I like it. Although, honestly, I like most musical things." He smiled a little nervously, feeling hesitant about sharing his interests. It was a way to make friends, but he had been trying to avoid that as of late. Hopefully, he could get over his paralysis when it came to interacting with others. As if demonstrating his point, Devland had come over as well, making Roan's eyes flick over to him and linger on his shoulder injury, inspecting his own work. He then shook his head from side to side, lifting one of his wings to prod Devland gently in the side as he spoke, "No, I didn't know... although as you might've just seen, I wasn't properly introduced to her, before. I'm glad someone else is musically inclined, though... even though I haven't actually done anything musically in a while." He had been a big fan of singing and playing smaller instruments during his earlier childhood, but that had kind of fallen off as he had grown older, and more busy. He wouldn't have minded getting back into it again, especially if Georgia would be willing to play something with him, but he'd need to find the time.

[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]