08-22-2016, 02:44 AM
"Yeah, sure. I don't have the best hands out there but if you really want a foot massage..." Fenris joked lightly and followed Darren out of the auction house. He wasn't claustrophobic but with all these people around, most of them simply here to claim their carriers, made him a tad uncomfortable. Some of the people didn't seem too bad but others acted immature and childish and Fenris seriously felt for the carriers that had been auctioned off to them. He shuffled up to the elf with Darren, tipping his head at the way they'd been packaged. "Why do they have to 'package' them?" he asked to no one in particular. Fenris straightened and tried to offer a smile to the elf, gaze flicking to the green mark still on their shoulder. "Hi," he greeted softly. "Uh... What's your name?"