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Mano tilted his head to one side, looking a bit confused, "I see." He murmured, finding it odd that they wouldn't ask one another for help even though they were a part of the same group. Wouldn't it make more sense to seek aid from allies? Apparently not though, "It must be difficult, not being able to rely on your own for help when you get stuck like you are." He mused out loud, wondering what made Kyrian's family act in such a manner. He supposed he really couldn't look poorly upon them though, he didn't know them, and it wasn't as though his own situation back 'home' had been normal in anyway.

"Hm? Alone? Not at the moment, I am with you after all." He said, giving Kyrian a little nudge and a chuckle ebfore he seemed to grow quite interested at the mention of the 'evening meal'. Food was always a nice thing, especially if it were free. Giving a smile he said, "I don't want to be a bother... but... food would be nice, even just some rations to help me along on my way." He wasn't sure where he was going next, he was sort of wandering at random after all. Since he didn't have a set goal, and food could be difficult at times to find, he couldn't help but to want to stick around a little longer if only to see if he'd really be fed by Kyrian's group. Strange how they might share their food but they wouldn't help Kyrian with his music.

What was said next had Mano starring before he gave a little laugh, "Where I come from... well, where I was living at least, there are male dancers, myself included. We ply our trade, use it for many things, entertainment being one of those reasons." He said, giving Kyrian a smile, "It's a lot of fun, you should try it some time."

"Drifters." He murmured, then gave a bit of a smile and a nod, yeah that sounded about right. He had no set destination, he was going from place to place, never settling down, a bit like a warm breeze moving across the sands of Oba. It was who he was now that he'd been freed from his master though he wasn't quite sure if it was meant for him. Still, he couldn't say that he had anything against where he'd ended up for the time being, "Alright, if it's something that we drifters are welcome to then I will take you up on your offer."

"I think you should try it, it would help you with your song I bet. Music is something I can't make myself but I can feel it, dance along with it, and I bet if you danced while humming that song of yours you might feel what you are missing." He told him, hopping up to his feet, before stretching out all over. Mano spun around to face Kyrian, tossing his emerald green braid over his shoulder, before holding his hands out to him in an inviting fashion, "Come one, we'll dance together, you and I, while you hum that song of yours. I bet you anything that it will come to you as we do so."

The fact that Kyrian didn't think he'd dance, that his family didn't allow men to dance, it made the prospect of dancing with him that much more entertaining because it somehow felt forbidden. It was something that that Mano very much wanted to indulge in, as though it were the only thing he could enjoy that had that 'taste of the forbidden' since Kyrian was far too innocent for anything else that Mano would consider that sort of fun.

The idea that the leader would enjoy a new comer like himself, wondering for a moment on the meaning behind the words, then shook his head. Naw, probably nothing like that Kyrian seemed far to innocent to even consider such a thing so he doubted that was what he meant he thought to hismelf, then gave a little chuckle, "I am glad to hear that. I won't overstay my welcome, I promise, but staying for a little bit might be nice. I rather enjoy your company after all." The first one in a while that he didn't feel the overwhelm need to flirt with, cuddle up to, or share kisses with. Need was put aside, though he had to admit that there was still a lingering want to do so. Maybe before he left he'd steal a kiss, a real kiss, from Kyrian. For now though he was happy doing just what he was doing, that being chatting with the kindly Wind Tribesman.

As Kyrian took his hands he smiled, lacing their fingers together, before he said, "Alright, I don't mind leading. It will be fun." He said, one hand moving to rest on Kyrian's hip before he set to moving with him, showing him some simple steps first, those that might go with the melody that he'd been humming earlier, "Alright, now, you hum your song as we move and you should be able to feel it inside of you and know what comes next as we go." He said, giving him a smile and a little wink as the two of them moved along together. Mano could care less if anyone noticed or watched them, he was used to it after all, so all of his attention was currently split between Kyrian and their dancing since he was helping the guide him along.

Mano gave a bit of a chuckle when Kyrian announced that it was working, something that he wasn't too surprised over. If one could feel the music then it was probably easier to channel it from deep withing. Sure, he was unable to make music himself but he knew all about dancing along to it. Giving him a smile he continued on with the dance, "It only makes sense. If you just stare at the music it won't help. You need to move with it, feel it, become one with it or else it won't work with you in return." He explained, before he started to hum along with Kyrian as he went through the parts of the song that he was starting to pick up. It was a nice song, one that he was sure would be a fun one once his friend was able to get it all figured out.

"I think it's already starting to sound better and better, great job, Kyrian." He praised the boy, only to happy to continue on with their dance for the time being. It was a nice one, an innocent one, one that wouldn't end in the various ways that his Master had informed him some of his dances would end. Some endings being better then others, normally depending on what it was that his Master was after in the end. One of those things he'd never mention to Kyrian, or any of his new friends really, not wanting to chase them off or make them think Mano was some sort of monster.

Mano couldn't help but to chuckle when he found himself not on the ground but instead on Kyrian, having been lucky enough to have a soft landing when he fell. He lifting up a bit, starring down at the Wind Tribesman, before giving him a smile, "I am starting to think that maybe you aren't as innocent and sweet as you first made yourself out to be. Maybe instead you are looking for a bit more then a chat with me, Kyrian?" He said in a teasing tone before leaning over to give him a light kiss on the lips. He went no further though, withdrawing so that he could smile down at him once more, "You really are too cute for your own good, you should be lucky you were born in Sauti, the Obans would have eaten you up otherwise."

With that he shifted himself so that he was laying on the ground next to Kyrian, arms crossed behind his head. He starred up at the sky for a long moment before he said, "I am glad that I ran across you, Kyrian. It's been some time since I have had someone to chat with that was like you." Where he lived though there were few people as innocent as him, something that he hadn't even realized he missed until meeting Kyrian. How normal that life had seemed to him before he started to wander around and see things from different angles, learning how others spent their time, in ways that was far different from how Mano himself had been raised.

Mano gave a chuckle, "There are a whole manner of kisses out there to be discovered by those who are interested in finding them." He explained, glancing over at Kyrian with sparkling golden eyes, "The two that I gave you only scratched the surface, though when it comes to someone teaching you about all of them, that is probably something you should find your 'one true love' for." Not something that Mano had or believed he'd find himself but someone like Kyrian? He'd bet that he could find someone of that nature. He would wish him luck with it too, he was a sweet kid and the sort that deserved to find some big, hulking man to take care of him... or maybe a woman equally a sweet? Whatever way he swung Mano supposed, feeling that he couldn't be too against men if he allowed Mano to continue to get closer and closer.

Hearing a voice calling out to Kyrian he glanced over at him, watching him for a moment, before he sat up in a lazy manner, some green hair falling over his shoulder as he starred at the girl standing there before him, "Ririka, a cute name for a cute little sprite." He said, giving her a nod before looking over at Kyrian who was scolding her about her manners or lack there of. Giving a soft chuckle he said, "It's quite alright, I am sure that someone like me, a very strange sort from a far away land, is quite odd. She can stare to her heart's content." He gave her a nod before he drew a knee up to his chest so that he could rest his chin on it.

So, it seemed that it was time for the meal that Kyrian had offered, huh? Mano didn't want to seem as eager as he felt but food, a whole meal, it was something that his stomach very much wanted. Pushing up to his feet he stretched out all over before he held a hand out to Kyrian, "Shall we go then, my golden hair friend." He said, giving him a smile.

Mano gave Kyrian a smile and a nod before he moved to fall into step behind Kyrian, leaving him to lead the way to where his group had gathered. He was a 'drifter' it would seem, a title given to him as an outsider, and he felt that it was probably only right that he follow along after Kyrian, showing that the blond was the one with the power between them. He glanced from side to side, a curious look on his face as he went. He was eager to see the group, see what they were all like, and what they were capable of. Were they all like Kyrian? Were they all Wind Tribesmen? He supposed he'd see soon neough.

Glancing over toward Kyrian as he gave Mano a 'fair warning' about the leader of the group being his grandfather. He blinked a couple times then asked, "What should I look out for?" Was the man violent, perhaps? Did he hate outsiders? Would he dislike Mano for being an outsider and a male who danced? Or maybe he was a handsy pervert? He supposed he see soon enough he thought to himself as he continued to follow along after Kyrian, a curious look on his face.

Mano found himself inspecting everyone as he went by them, finding that this was a rather lovely family to look upon. He found himself rather blessed to have found such a group to spend time amongst he thought to himself, giving up a prayer to all of the Gods and Goddesses across the board for leading him to this place, "Your's is a beautiful group." Mano complimented the lot of them and Kyrian at the same time before he found his eyes falling upon the man with the graying hair that he assumed was the leader of the group. Even he was fairly attractive for an older man, something that impressed him like nothing else. Murmuring to Kyrian he murmured, "I think the Wind Tribe is fast becoming my favorite tribe." How could he not enjoy a bunch of beautiful, golden haired people?

As the older man addressed him Mano gave him a bright smile and a nod of his head, "I appreciate you hospitality, it means the world to me." He told the man, glad to be welcomed in by the man. It would have been easy enough for the guy to chase him off, not wanting someone like Mano to be a bother to his people. Instead he was inviting him to share a meal with them and to warm himself since it got cold at night.

"Thank you all very much." He said, bowing before them before he stood up, turning toward Kyrian as he tugged on his hand. Giving his new friend a smile he said, "Of course, lead the way." He said, all for going along with him no matter where he lead for the time being. Kyrian really was a sweet kid, the sort that he was only too happy to stay with for the time being. He wasn't sure how long he'd be able to stay here but if he could follow around after Kyrian like a Janarim pup during his time here he'd be more then happy to do so.