Through the sea of sand (Open)

[The Kid]

The kid had been so wrapped up in this conversation he had not even noticed the nine foot tall man come up, the problem with living away from people for such a long time is that when you rarely meet one who is willing to talk you do not even slightly expect for another to come while you are talking. "Holy hell..." The kid mumbled to himself as he saw the man inquire. He knew they had come from different worlds, but it was never as apparent that with this guy. "It's- It's nothing really. Your as tall as a bootlicker you know that?" The Kid said before he realized that if Erik did not know and he had been here for years then the odds of Ale knowing were.... What was that phrase that Rucks tossed around. Infinitely improbable? That's the one.

"No really, go ahead. Hmm..." He said thinking too himself. "Could I snag one from you? It's been a while...." He had some limited experience with smoking before. He knew not to take a wiff out of a pot, and that an old mans cigar storage is in all likely hood as old or older than him. It was shortly after this when something that Eric had said hit him. "Who summoned who?.... You mean then..... I can call other people over here?"

The Kid looked young, younger then most 17 year olds should. But he had notches and bumps all over himself that shows he's been through many, many a beating. The look on his eyes would make a senior veteran thank their lucky stars they had not been put through as much as to earn that certain gleam from them. In a way, he looked more like a man then 90% of them that would walk down the street.