"I- I'm a human," he answered without looking at her, completely focused on his craft. "or just a 'man' for short, and as for where I'm from," he stopped for a moment, looking towards the horizon, before continuing his work. "I grew up in a small hunting town, near two major rivers. There isn't much to say about it, very close-nit community. Everyone there knew everybody, it was a bustling little village whenever hunting season hit. The rest of the time we'd spend most of our days fishing, or tubing down the rivers, sometimes going as far down as the ocean they drained into." He finished, examining the new arrowhead. 