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Draven listened while he walker, not really one for speaking much. If she was heading towards Matori, he might as well tag along right? A little play time in the cooler climates might be just what Nile needed after traveling so long in the heat of the Oban desert. Even with stops and letting the small Keldari have some water. "You mind if I tag along? I wouldn't mind seeing Matori, Father never really went in that direction. Always staying to the traditional routes." He frowned slightly, but shrugged it off.

Glancing at Regale, the Janarim was more intent on the surroundings and not what the younger was doing. His head raised once and a while sniffing at the dry air before he snorted and continued on with the group. Minding to keep his distance from the other so's not to cause anymore trouble.

"Yael, huh? That's a far off place, not a quick trip from what I hear. What was the place like? If you don't mind my asking." He wondered giving a glance towards Dem again, who was of course taller then he was. "Janarim seem to have their own little ways. I don't think Regale really got a chance to be as spirited as your Ascale. Regale seems more uptight and likes his personal space now and then. I am sure Ascale will calm when he gets older and learns his manners." That was an idea at least, how true it would be was up to them of course.

Draven was a little surprised, though he did his best to hide it, he hadn't expected to be offered a place to stay. Really he was looking to camping out somewhere, probably even departing each other's company when they reached the border. But this was something new to him, he was a stranger after all and didn't think things would extend that far, this fast.

"You don't really have to do that, Regale and I are kinda used to sleeping out under the stars and stuff like that. Not much around likes to tangle with a Janarim." He said looking towards Regale as he walked at Draven's side, a golden eye still watching Ascale, eying the youth. "But a bed wouldn't be all that bad either, camping was always something I did with my father and the rest of the caravan families."

Thinking back to when he was growing up, he remembered laying out a bedroll under the stars beside his father. The only real time they were in the wagon or under a canvas was when it was storming or cold. Those were some of the better times of his childhood. Looking back towards his Alk companion, he really didn't want to burden anyone with him and Regale. The Janarim ate enough to starve a small family for a month.

Things changed back to his question about Yael, a swamp was the first thing it was described as. Was it really? Then there was mention of lots of trees, muck and most everything was poison. His thoughts went to the young Keldari nestled in her pack, he wondered if Nile really came from this place. She seemed pretty harmless for the most part.

"Sounds like a place someone very brave could live." Draven muttered slightly. Might have to venture there at some point, but from the sounds, its a place I wouldn't want to go. Not at this time anyways." Tilting his head to one side, he continued looking forward, on the road ahead. Things were opening up to him and he was reluctant to travel those paths. At some point...

'It's no trouble having you in the family', these words hit Draven like an off thrown stone. Tripping over his own two feet and landing himself on the ground, arms outstretched and face down. For a moment he laid there a bit stunned, he wasn't sure if it was what was said of the impact of the well traveled ground. Which ever it was, stars floated across his vision for a moment before he blinked them and dust from those deep blue eyes.

'The.. There is no need for that, really, I am still a stranger. More or less, really, but still." Draven said as he hastily picked himself off the ground, his shirt and pant fronts still covered in dust. I appreciate what you are offering, but really I don't wish to be a burden." The smile the Alkidike was giving him was a little off setting, for someone that he had just met and he was surely stuffing his own foot into his mouth for what he was saying. "I mean, I could just be acting this way to take advantage of your kindness."

Now he was just stammering, Regale feeling that Draven was getting a little uncomfortable knocked him over. Using his nose to do so before turning around and seating himself upon the Wind/Ice hybrid, successfully evacuating Draven's lungs of air. The large beast give a snort at the youth started struggling beneath him. Without the air in his lungs to speak, all Draven could do was flail around. It was true Regale wasn't using his full weight, but it was enough to make others think he was trying to flatten the poor youth. This was effective.. Most the time and the Janarim almost always got off Draven before he passed out.. Almost always...

Regale looked at the Alkidike as she patted him, giving a little bit of a growl before lifting his bulk off the still flailing youth. Heaving large breaths of air into his lungs, Draven laid still on the ground for a moment before turning his head to glare at the Janarim. Why was it that the thing knew him well? They hadn't been together that long and already he knew Draven almost like a book. Groaning, his back feeling like someone tried breaking it he sat up.

"That was not funny Regale." Draven said between gasps, hoping this wouldn't last long. You will be regretting that later." A hollowed threat, as he could never harm his companion after all. Having bartered him out of a cage of course.

Turning his attention back towards his travel companion, the word 'son' made his mind tumble once again. What was this woman saying? He had a father, sure he was traveling in another direction. But what was all this about? Shaking his head a little, he would leave it for now. Having hopefully caught his breath enough to stand again, he did so. Wobbling a moment, he used Regale to lean on a little to regain himself.

"Lets keep walking before this wise beast think he can sit on me again." Draven wheezed as he started walking again, though a bit wobbly before righting himself out. "But you calling me son.. It feels a little... Awkward, I had... Once..."

Shaking his head a bit, Draven tried clearing it. His lungs still burned from being sat on by Regale, then there was the questions from his new companion. The Alkidike was a strange one in her own ways, calling him 'son' and everything. It was a little off putting, even now. one step before the other, this was something he told himself as he kept walking beside the much taller female.

"Nevermind." was his only answer to her question of what he had at one time. He wasn't overly sure of what he had been talking about. "So you have kids, girls I think you said before." He tilted his head to one side a little trying to remember what had been said earlier. "Who watches them when you leave on your travels?"

Sure not the most subtle of questions, but he did wonder. Then again he didn't think he would ever have kids of his own. The whole thought was making him feel more out of place then he imagined. He did his best to hide it, hoping that Dem wouldn't notice...