[He can't blame Estinien for not looking to him. His intent wasn't to draw attention to himself, at least not beyond the bare minimum. This moment was Estinien's to enjoy as he wished. He even keeps his grip light -- so that the dragoon could easily tear away if he decided he wished to approach the family.
His family.
He knows not if he should say something in this moment -- can't say for certain if it would provide comfort or merely distract. He had spent some time thinking about what the man's parents had been like, or how much he resembled the brother he had lost. But now hardly feels like the time to say that much.
no subject
His family.
He knows not if he should say something in this moment -- can't say for certain if it would provide comfort or merely distract. He had spent some time thinking about what the man's parents had been like, or how much he resembled the brother he had lost. But now hardly feels like the time to say that much.
Eventually, he at least clears his throat.]
Would you... Shall we say hello?