"Lan? My father?" Krinn put his hand over his mouth. A shot of giggles tingled in the back of his throat, but he tamed them easily and looked back at the other for a moment. "Hes not my father. Hes just the man who takes care of me right now. But we are pretty close..." Krinn admitted, taking away his hand. "Kind of like my guardian." He let a small smile tint along his lips before twisting his hands behind his back and eyeing the strange man before him. Before he could take the time to talk anymore, the girl he had earlier met with walked forward - surrounded in an air of mystery that Krinn could not quite figure out. Krinn did a double take once the bottle appeared in her hands and eyed it, wondering what child would form from this. He had been told in riddles and tales of the creation of the ones that were so much like him - and this bottle was one of the creations that he would soon come to feel connected to.
He looked back as Aren began to speak again - more urgently this time and in a hushed manner, as if he were about to delve into the secrets of such mysteries that lay beyond Krinns realm of knowledge. "I'm Krinn...." He said after Elyse, glancing at the girl and shifting awkwardly. He didnt know how to act around such a strange enigma. But then again, he had never enountered such a strange girl before. Oh well, this was no time for such thoughts. "A name for a name though, right? Who are you?" He frowned, placing his thoughts on the idea of what this man needed to tell them. "And whats important that you have to tell us right away?"
Krinn was confused.
So very confused.
